It's nice to be nice

One of my absolute favourite things is when a stranger says happy birthday to me!

And that's probably because I'm that stranger! 

One of my all time biggest pet peeves is when people don't accept the compliment! I mean lets be serious, we all know that deep down, the reason you're wearing that badge is so that everyone knows it's your day, and so they should! Which is exactly why I just wished you a happy birthday, so roll your eyes right back to where they came from and thank me, you ungrateful little shit! I honestly get so riled in these situations, it's happened to me countless times at school, all I want is for a very smiley face to turn back and shout "Thank you!", because at the end of the day I wished you a happy birthday not deathday, chill the hell out and cheer the fock up bro! It's your birthday!

Another thing I hate, again related to manners, is when someone doesn't have any... Oh my God, Lord have mercy, someone please stop me from punching this rude, impolite, uneducated bastard in the face. 

I CANNOT stand when people don't say please and thank you, it grates on me so badly and I'm always drawn between killing them with kindness, by being even more smiley and polite than I usually am, or thinking f*ck you! And treating them with exact same ridiculously low level of respect with which they're treating me. To be honest I usually wimp out and just treat them as I would anyone else, but that's beside the point, the angry thoughts are there, I assure you!

I find that this happens a lot to me at work and it isn't the gang of 14 year olds, each ordering a mayo chicken and an oreo McFlurry, no. It's not the 86 year old man that comes in every morning for his black coffee and hash brown either, no. It's the middle aged people, rushing on their way to work, the ones that always ask "Will it take long?".
Okay, here's the thing, I work on the till, I can do drinks, McFlurry's and drive thru too, but at 10:26 in the morning, 4 minutes before breakfast finishes, I do not have time to ask everyone in the kitchen how long your Sausage and Egg McMuffin is going to take, but I will anyway. And no doubt will I get the same answer as always "No longer than 3 minutes" as well a bollocking from my manager later, for asking stupid question when I have 11 people queueing up to get their orders in before breakfast finishes. Yet will this customer thank me when I come back and tell her that her food will be "no longer than 3 minutes"? No. Will this customer thank me when I read back her order to check she's got everything that she would like, to start her day off right? No. And will this customer say thank you when I hand her her change, give her her receipt and tell her to have a great day at work? No. No she won't. And this is the reason I cry myself to sleep.

It annoys me on quite a deep level that I have to use this gif, as I find Jimmy Fallon EXTREMELY annoying... but there were no other good ones, so here he is, blessing my blog for the first and  hopefully last time

I can't drive yet, but I do get road rage. Mainly at zebra crossings, pelican crossings... all types of crossings from the animal kingdom. HOW is it not just a natural reaction to put your hand up to the car and nod your head when crossing? (The universal way of saying thank you) If it was not for the driver of this car (my mom), you could be waiting at that crossing for 10 minutes, which could lead you to be 15 minutes late for school, causing you to miss your mark on the register, meaning that during the fire drill later your absence is expected. Little do they know that you're having a wee when the alarm goes off. So now you're there locked in the bathroom, with no one coming to look for you. And then you die,
My mom made sure that you didn't die today. Next time, say thank you.

Thanks so much for reading guys and gals, I hope this one made you laugh a bit and I hope you're having a great day!

Love Rosie x