Rage at the Golden Arches (language!)

[downforit2008]

God forbid that the stupid a**hole had to use his own ketchup at home! Oh, what a tragedy! I'm sure you lost countless nights of sleep worrying about the stupid brat kid who refuses to eat fries without KETCHUP. The minute the guy calls you a "cunt", you have no right to try and apologize to him, and you have every legal right to just slam that window shut in front of his face because I doubt any manager would defend a customer's right to call you whatever filthy name in the English language that he or she wants. I hope this happened a long time ago!

[AmbrosiaWriter]

God forbid that the stupid a**hole had to use his own ketchup at home! Oh, what a tragedy! I'm sure you lost countless nights of sleep worrying about the stupid brat kid who refuses to eat fries without KETCHUP. The minute the guy calls you a "cunt", you have no right to try and apologize to him, and you have every legal right to just slam that window shut in front of his face because I doubt any manager would defend a customer's right to call you whatever filthy name in the English language that he or she wants. I hope this happened a long time ago!

This happened when I was 14, so it's been about 8 years since then.

Also, looking back on it now, I'm pretty sure the little kid would've gladly eaten the fries without ketchup. I think he was one of a group of kids whose mothers would take turns bringing them into McDonald's for a play-date (our McD's used to have one of those play places.) All those kids were well behaved and never threw a hiss-fit. All the moms were well versed in the method of "I will smack you upside your head."

I could be wrong though. Or I could be projecting to mentally make the guy seem like more of a dickweed in my head.

Still, that jackass must have one HELL of a teenager at this point if he continued to bend over like that for him. Or he's had a heart attack/brain aneurism from just sheer amounts of unfettered RAGE.

[mharbourgirl]

Sheesh. I rarely eat fries with ketchup, because gravy is where it's at, so I end up with a lot of ketchup packets I don't use. There're some in my car, but the real motherlode is my second desk drawer. It's FULL of ketchup, vinegar, salt/pepper, tartar sauce, dipping sauce, even a few wipes in foil packets, and a whole lot of plastic knives and forks. Periodically I dump it all into a box and put it in the lunch room at work. It empties pretty fast.

And I don't actually eat takeout all that often, it's too expensive. The stuff just seems to multiply. No sympathy for hair-trigger arsewipe, there's no reason he couldn't go 'Oh, no ketchup, best run into the store before I leave and get some.' Except he just wanted to be a dick and ruin somebody's day. Too bad for him he tried it at the wrong restaurant.

[EricKei]

I also know how to destress myself before I explode.

Same here -- Growing up, we had video games either in the house or at the arcade, and a nice violent game was always my preferred way to de-stress. I am a big ol' teddy bear who could have been a linebacker in HS if I were in shape, and I am fairly certain I could have hurt some people quite badly if things came to blows....thus, I have always done my best to see that my frustrations are taken out on nonexistent, digitized people, rather than real ones. That's why I loved it when "dance"/rhythm games came out -- they let me combine de-stressing with actual exhaustion ^_^

Never really got up to boiling point levels, tho I've come close -- I evidently did at a job from 20ish years ago, tho. I have forgotten the exact chain of events, but the jist is, seriously sucky SC of the first order was giving everryine a hard time, and me in particular. Apparently, I also had some interesting invective for the SC after the door had closed, prompting one of the CW's to say "I don't think I've ever heard you curse before o_O". After the SC left, the MOD looked right at me and said "Go on break, dear. Take as long as you need".

[pzychobitch]

I have, for many years, wanted Jigsaw on my voicemail. "Want to play a game....?" That would be CLASSIC!

From when I was 16-19 i actually had that "do you want to play a game?" set as my voicemail. I'm not kidding either (i used to have an editing program on my computer on which i could edit soundbits, and then email them to my phone's unique address, and set them as a ringtone)

[Jester]

I would LOVE for someone to do that for me. And all I would need would be the recording, as I could just play it on my computer right into my phone for the new message. Of course, I would want my own script (yes, I'm particular, what's your point?), so if anyone can do this, it would be great. Actually, a member here WAS going to do this for me years ago, but he kind of never got around to it, and we're not in touch much anymore.

[EricKei]

I used to have to look up those stupid "ringtone maker" programs, too. My current phone (the big V)'s charger cord is just a usb cord that plugs into a charger and doubles as a data connector cord ^_^ Thus, I can edit tones in any program I choose.

My current ringer is a ringtone-length edit of JurassicDave's Dr Who remix. ^_^

[Twinblade]

Admittedly, I too can go from calm to someone is going to die within less than a second.
However, I think of that as a good thing since I work as an armed security guard at a small (though slightly illegal) cassino. Four of the places within about ten miles have been victims of armed robbery in the last couple of weeks.

[EricKei]

I suppose one thing that's helped me over the years is that, while small things can set me off (just like anybody else), I'm good at not letting OTHER people know it. My rep -- and the reality -- is basically that it takes a LOT to truly piss me off...But once I'm pissed, I STAY pissed, and it is wise to avoid me for a few hours if at all possible ~_~ mea culpa.