if we all sucked at our jobs as bad as some suck at theirs

then we'd all be outta work.

Hrm. Not the catchiest blog title I've ever come up with. But i think it gets the point across.
(I hate capitalizing when I'm bloggin' because to me blogging is a very casual, free flowing, thought dumping arena where formalities and courtesies and dramatic emphasis on rigid structures are unnecessary)

Back to the matter at hand. I work hard. I'm sure anyone reading this works hard too. For those that are stay at home moms i know you have your hands full and God bless you because 'mother' is another word for God on the mouths of children and I know it's not easy. Yes, I talk like this.

Why is it when we go places, gas station, fast food, retail stores, anywhere that isn't home or a friends place, that the employees there act like we are doing them an inservice by coming in to shop? IF WE DIDN'T SHOP YOU WOULDN'T GET PAID.

Am I right?

Or have the old-fashioned values instilled in me simply made me raise my expectations too high? The lackadaisical attitudes, the jaded looks, the bitter caustic conversation carried on with other employees while I stand there and pretend I'm not listening, all of this crap grates on the essence of my work ethic like so many nails on a chalk board.

Get at me.

-it is what it is-