Friday, October 5, 2012

The grass isn't always greener, ass monkey

You can't always get what you want.  Mick Jagger sang us this bit of wisdom and he was absolutely right. Life isn't fair, you won't always get what you think you deserve.  Guess what?  Maybe you don't actually deserve everything you believe you need. We are a nation of spoiled, entitled pieces of shit.  I'm embarrassed by the way the generation after mine behaves and thinks. Somehow, through poor parenting and the media's influence, these fucknods believe the world owes them something. Instant gratification and abundance, that's all they know. Waiting in line for concert tickets is now a gross inconvenience instead of part of the experience. Order them online, bitches, and print the tickets out now. No more crazy overnight bonding with other fanatics.  God forbid we embrace human interaction.

Life has become a competition for who has the most toys.  Your co-worker buys a new phone, you immediately start researching one just like it or one even better. A friend gets a manicure, you book a spa day for yourself. Forget about cars!  I can't buy a new one without worrying that someone I know will want the exact same one tomorrow. People are showering their children with every toy, outfit, gadget, and doodad whether they ask for it or not. Excess is expected.  Their attitudes and the lip service coming out of their filthy little pie holes reflects the royal treatment they receive from their parents, the royal treatment they feel they now deserve. The things I hear coming out of the mouths of kids today would curl your fucking hair.
Today, a kid ordered me to start up the iron for his fuse-bead project and then when I offered to carry it to the counter, he tried to grab it out of my hand, telling me he could do it better than me. Excuse me, little shit? Trust me, I don't get paid nearly enough to swallow abusive words from spoiled brats. But this is what I am talking about. We are teaching them at a very young age that respect doesn't matter, step on who you have to in order to get what you want because you deserve it.  Holy fucking crap! Then when their BFF gets a new toy, don't be surprised when they don't ask for it for Christmas, but they DEMAND it, right now. I don't know about you, but if I ordered my mom around, I'd be dodging a slipper flying so fast, your head would spin on its axis.
This causes me to wonder, do things really make you happy? Does the woman wearing Prada shoes, carrying the Louis Vuitton purse feel more joy than the woman wearing Old Navy jeans and carrying a Target purse? Is a Porsche Panamera a happier car than a Ford Focus? What I see is a skewed perception of true happiness.  When you look at someone who appears to have everything you want, you automatically assume they are content, more so than you are. You covet their things in the belief that if you had them, you'd be somehow better off. Abundance=pleasure. Basic needs met=misery. I call bullshit! Pathetic are those who truly believe that.

What you fail to realize, what you really don't know, is what it took for that person to have all the things that equal delight and exhilaration for you. Maybe the guy wearing the diamond Rolex and wearing the Ermenegildo Zegna suit didn't work hard to buy those things.  Perhaps his beloved father died tragically, and that money was inherited. Did you ever stop to think about how the woman strolling by you on the sidewalk dripping in gold, wearing Louboutins, and toting her teacup doggie in a Gucci carrier came to have all these opulent items?  I'll bet she's ashamed to tell you that she stays with her very rich, yet emotionally abusive husband who has mistresses on every continent, because she's become accustomed to this lifestyle and doesn't want to lose it. Maybe the teenager with the brand new iPhone 5, driving the Mercedes, dressed in True Religions has no friends and cuts himself while crying in his bedroom every night because he can't take the pain of being alone and having to deal with his drunken mother passed out on the couch when he gets home from school.
Did any of this sound like euphoria to you, sick fuck? Still want what they have?  Coveting their things just lost its appeal, I'd hope. Ignorance is what you all have in common. Judging a book by its cover has never been wise, yet that is how you live your life, praying to have the same shiny, gilded cover. What you are missing, what you don't dig deep enough to find out, is the rot between the pages.  These people are usually not very happy. The chick with the Old Navy jeans, the Minnetonka moccasins, her hair dyed at home courtesy of L'Oreal Superior Preference...she's happy.  That chick is me. Was there ever any doubt?  Are you friggin kidding me right now???

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