Complainers

     I know I've been away for a while.  I can't promise the next time I will write.  I have a million things to write about, but no desire to sit and write them.  Mostly because of the apathetic nature of most human beings to improve conditions.  A lot of times I get the message that my knowledge on the operation of the planet Earth is just not that important to people.  They would rather dangle themselves as sheets in the wind, rather than assert their rights as a human being.  In general, rights are given and rights are taken away.  In today's world, certain rights have been taken for granted, and because of that...many of them are being taken away.

     Suprisingly or not, an article about retail stores has prompted me to start writing again.  It reminded me of a time I was in Best Buy (an electronics mega-store) and was asked for my phone number at the register.  They will lead you to believe that they are attempting to serve you better.  In some cases, their actions WILL serve you better.  But in most actions, they are only looking out for their own interests. 

      Corporations are trying to focus on the people that WILL spend their money to increase the corporation's bottom line, and stop wasting their time on those who do not intend on feeding the profits so stealthfully seeked out by these vultures.  After all, who cares about anybody who has no money?  I do.

    I am constantly degraded for wasting everybody's time with my words.  Most people don't want to hear about how much they are getting screwed.  The rest don't understand or can't pay attention long enough to come to these conclusions.  I have two instances to share regarding this attitude, although their are plenty more that I won't "waste your time" with.

     The first is a girl that I hold high regard for.  She is lost in her own little world, constantly worried about what people think of her.  She spends most of her time with her companions talking about their day to day lives.  Who did what with whom, and why doesn't he/she like me...and so on.  She tells me that I'm smart, but when I put my intelligence on display she says, "I DON'T CARE!!  I just don't care."  I don't need her to care.  Let metell you of the second instance before I make my final point.

     My aunt was having a hard time with the christmas lights she put up outside of her house.  This same aunt really insulted me on numerous occasions when asked to read the thoughts that I put onto paper.  She "didn't have time for (my) rhetoric"  and she doesn't need to read my "editorials" for she has "real connections with real people."  So I went to fix her problem.  First I replaced her faulty electrical outlet and installed special covers that allowed for things to be plugged in without exposing the outlet to the weather.  I went home, and she had a new problem.  Her girlfriend convinced her to call me up and offer to pay me to fix her new problem.  The problem was that only one of her light strings was working.  The other two wouldn't shine.  So I stopped by again, found that the tiny fuse had blown in one of the light strings, and wouldn't allow that string, or the following string to light.  I replaced the fuse and went on my way.

     She left me a message on my cell phone about how I should invent christmas lights that didn't have a fuse and were supposed to last "two years and that's it."  She thought it would take the frustration out of putting up the lights.  My answer to that is, "If you didn't think my writing's were a waste of your time, you would know why you are barking up the wrong tree."  #1  The lights have fuses because too many stupid people string too many lights end to end.  The more lights that are strung together, the more electricity has to travel through the wires.  If too much electricity travels through those wires, they will heat up, melt and cause a fire.  #2  This world is already FULL of piece of shit products that don't last very long. 

     If she would "waste her time" and learn a few things about the world, she might realize that she would probably burn her house down by stringing too many lights together.  Why do you think she blew out her fuse?

     Meanwhile the former girl I mentioned also complains about things in this world that again, I can explain.  She complains about the way people are, and what seems to be important to them.  At one point I had to tell her that I didn't care about her gossip.  I didn't care what her friend said to her other friend, or why this person wasn't calling this other person.  She now tells me that she knows how I must have felt when she said that she didn't care about the things that dominate my mind. 

     I guess I'm tired of people complaining to me about their problems, and then when presented with the answer or solution, they then complain that I am wasting their time.  Whose time is really wasted here?