Story about the horror of ghetto inner city life:

Went to wawa like i always do. Except this time, went to a new wawa in center city. Ordered a roast beef sub like I always do. I don't know how many of you are familiar with wawas, but they have a deli section. In the last year, they installed these touch screen computers where you can just pick what sub you want and what you want to put on it. It prints out a little receipt, and it prints your order onto a screen. The deli person just reads it and makes your sandwich to specifications.

So i hit up my sub, take the receipt, and walk toward the drinks section like I always do. Before i reach the drinks, i hear 'no roast beef' from behind me, so I turn around and look back, since i realized the person could be talkin to me.

The deli ghetto ass black girl with fake ass dyed red hair suddenly snaps an attitude with me like i just bitch slapped her sister or something. "There's no roast beef, order sumfin else."

And i'm like alright, and she says something else under her breathe.

So then i'm like, "woh, woh, there's no reason to give me an attitude"

And she replies "you walked away from me when I was talkin to you"

me: "Hey, i didn't know you were talking to me, and I came back, so i don't know why you're being like this. Just calm down" (note, though it sounds like i'm saying it politely, you must realize that my tone was more like you BETTER calm down.)

So then she just turns around and walks away.

So i'm half pissed at what just happened, and I go to order something else. Then it finally all processes and i'm like, fuck it, I don't have to deal with this shit. I throw the old receipt in the air and I just walk out.

Now, to put it into contrast with my usual wawa down on 36th street. I walk in, order my roast beef sub, grab my receipt, walk away to the drink fridges (LIKE I ALWAYS DO)... the lady behind the deli says "excuse me, there's no more classic rolls for your order. Would it be ok if i just made a junior and a shorty? It would be the same thing"

Now, don't get me wrong. I don't stereotype people just because they're black and have fake ass red hair.

Strangely enough, the nice girl working at my local wawa also is black with dyed red hair.

So you definately can't judge a book by the cover. This problem goes way deeper. I dunno what it is. I can't really say. All I know is that it's depressing to know that people like that are allowed to work. Why do people in america go into their jobs and hate it? And why, if they hate it, are they allowed to take it out on the customers?

In taiwan, korea, and japan, fuckin gas station attendants have to bow as the customer pulls away. They would get fired on the spot for disrespecting the customer in any way. In restaurants, stores, and anywhere where someone has to service you, they speak in polite and courtious tones. They don't argue with you, and they always do their job.

Do they bitch? sure they do. My cousin complains to me all the time about how much his job sucks. But do they ever show that in public? No. Do they need to? NO. Why not? Because every customer is also an employee in some way. They know what their servers go through, and they respect them.

In taiwan, you aren't even suppose to tip at a restaurant. My mom tried tipping a waiter once. As we left, he ran over to us, flagged my mom down, and told her she forgot some money on the table.

At the pool hall, they pour you tea and wipe down the tables as you set up to play. If you try tipping them (like I did) they ask what you want them to buy for you.

Even at the mcdonalds, there's no obnoxious snappy people who act like you owe them something. They actually act like the people from the fucking commercials.

Can you believe that? Isn't it amazing that these people would respect their customers for NOTHING? No tips, NOTHING.

These people don't expect anything but to do their jobs and to do it well. Because they like their paychecks, which by the way, they only get once a month. Fuck this every week or every two weeks bullshit. If they can do it in three different countries (possibly more) and not have a problem, then american employees shouldn't bitch about their weekly check being a day late.

Wow, i really went off on a tangent. But i'm disappointed in this country's actions and mentality. In taiwan, I wanted to tip every person who ever helped me. They treated me with so much respect that I wanted to show my appreciation back. I wish I could feel that way going into an american store.

I can't though, because the best service i've ever gotten in america probably still ranks below the worse place i've ever been to in Taiwan.

Alright, that's not true... that's pretty pessimistic of me to say that. There are some decent people out here in america who are dedicated to their work and do a superior job above and beyond their normal duty.

On average though, the american workforce can suck my dick.