Stupid People

I hate stupid people.  I abhor their very presence.  If I were a bumper sticker it would say:  It's Not That I'm Not A "People Person"; I'm Just Not A "Stupid People" Person!  or maybe I would go with:  Never Underestimate the Power of Stupid People in Large Crowds. 

Seriously, when people say stupid things to me it's a hard bite my tongue suffers in order to keep my mouth shut.  Like one time at Barnes & Nobles a woman walked around the corner to the aisle I was in and said:  Oh - there's more books over here!"  Seriously?  No shit sherlock!!!!  Once I seriously heard a teenager asking his mom if what she had was garlic or basil.  Do What??  Some kid who appears to be old enough to drive a car has no clue what garlic looks like or could possibly mistake it for BASIL??????

Anyway - what's worse is when someone who MUST be relatively smart pretends to be stupid.  For instance, I'm in sales and deal with people who manage doctor's offices, busy medical assistants, nurses and the doctors and surgeons themselves on a daily basis.  So when a "Marketing Director" who is a REPEAT client tells me she had no idea that there was a cost involved in the project she has committed to expects me to take her seriously - I must instantly walk away and not reply so that I do not say something this client could use against me in the future.  In essence, for the safety of my job I zip the lip.  UGHHHHH!!!

Thank God for blogging so that I can conveniently come here and write about the stupid bitch who just cost me my 1/2 day off on a day that I could have seriously used the extra time to accomplish some much needed tasks that I now have no idea how to accomplish before I have to start selling hotdogs at the high school football game tonight.  I believe that I should keep a stuffed stupid person in my office so that I can bitchslap it any time I feel the need.  I wish all telephone calls could be video so I could laugh in the face of the stupid idiot who literally just told me she didn't know about the fee.  Not only was the fee POSTED in the email I sent, it also appeared on the Overview flyer attached to the damn email .  Now throw in that they are a REPEAT customer and maybe you'll begin to feel the anger that is causing my blood to boil right now. 

Thank you Blogspot for saving my job.  Amen.