Hmmmm. Nope. I don't really agree with that 100% of the time. More like 20% of the time. People are on the whole - assholes. And some are very very proud of it too.
On a delivery (11 Booth Street, Morwell) at 8.45pm last night when I knock on the window because I can hear drunken laughter and kids yelling and screaming. I wait 30 seconds and then rap on the wall next to the window. Guy starts to roar about forcibly inserting the pizza into my anus. 10 year old kid comes to the door and I tell him "Well it's his pizza he can do what he wants with it".
Then PigMan comes out and repeats his rant a few times. I close the bag and say fine and start to walk down the steps and back to my car. PigMan then follows me into his yard saying "HOW dare I knock on his window and house". Ummm yeah. This is why some people should not drink. PERIOD. PigMan continues to follow me and repeating the above 2 THINGS (PIZZA in MY ASS & DONT KNOCK on his HOUSE) when I say "Hit me then".
He rushes into me and tries to knock me over. No success there so he yells and screams for me to "Get the FUCK off his property" and pushes me outta his yard. I turn around and call him a TOOL. Out he comes again and looks down at my car and tells me "I got YER Fucking number plate now". I look at him and say "Hey Mate - I Know where you fucking Live".
He then threatens my person and our house. I tell him "If you come anywhere near my house there will be HELL to pay". He stumbles back inside to his house where I get into my car and hold down the horn for 5 seconds as I drive off. Get back to work where the boss yells at ME as PigMan is on the phone abusing him. I go do another delivery, go home for 10 minutes and talk to Ang about it all. We come to the consensus that Life is too short and precious to die over a fucking GARLIC BREAD. Anyway get back to the shop where Big Bossman doubts my story and says "I think you're telling the truth". Jesus K Rist.
That is the final straw for me at that shop. What with me being all over the place upstairs for the last 3/4 weeks or so and my attack on Marissa the other night (she quit) it is time that I planted my Employment Flag somewhere else. Will keep at the job until I have something else. The later stages of our pregnancy really knocked me upside down spinning in circles.
I am sick and tired of hearing one thing then seeing the other at that shop (and this rings true in real life situations too). At least Lyn and Graeme stood by my side last night. They never doubted a word coming from my mouth. And that is what true friends/family do...
SHIT !!!!
PS. Got over 7 hours sleep overnight. Bonus. And still on my meds. Might need some Valiums soon though what with the shit that happens at that shop. Lol.