Sometimes You Might Want to Think of Others: Consideration

I'm going to tell a little story, and I hope that the person that I'm talking about reads this, but nine times out of ten, she won't because she don't know me. So I went to Wal Mart on Thanksgiving to get a couple of things for my mama before we made the strip to her house. A bag of ice, some hand soap, and something else. Don't remember the last thing, but that is irrelevant to the story. Anyway, I didn't have much, and the lines were not very long, so I got in the shortest express lane. The only person in front of me was this chick in a rolling cart (you know, the motorized ones), and I thought she was just going to put her stuff up on the counter, pay, and leave. I was like cool, she ain't going to be here long. I didn't know that she was going to be going through like 20 kids' outfits and asking the cashier how much shit is and why you can't buy it as one and what her total is after each one and picking through the shit, etc., etc. She even went as far as to ask the cashier if there were any other stores open like Ross or Marshalls. Bitch, she works at Wal Mart and is currently trying to serve yo ass, how would she know that? Anyway, I stood there for like 15 minutes, in the shortest line now, waiting for her to move, and she seen me and like two other people standing there waiting on her to get out the way. She was fully capable of walking; I watched her get up and out that cart and walk perfectly around it several times. She didn't buy half the shit that shit had and didn't even have the courtesy to say something to me about taking so fucken long. This is way I told this story: I strongly dislike inconsiderate people. I dislike those that do not have any bit of thought of others whatsoever. No, I'm not saying that you have to care for my well-being or anything of that nature, but if you know that you are about to pull a stunt like she did, at least let me go in front of you so that I can take my minute or so to get everything rung up and paid for so that I can go on about my day. Other people don't do it for you huh? Two wrongs don't make a right, and the people that treat you that way are just as bad. Consideration can be and is defined as, by one of it's many definitions, "thoughtful or sympathetic regard or respect" or "thoughtfulness for others". You see people, when you only think of you at all times, this concept goes out the window, and then you do rude shit like she did. An example of consideration: I went to Family Dollar the other day and, again, I only had a few items. This dude in front of me had a cart full of stuff, and he asked me was I ready to go and is that all I had. I said yes, and he allowed me to get in front of him because he knew that he was going to be awhile. I made sure that everything I had is what I wanted, paid for it, and left. How hard is that?! I mean shit! That type of consideration has happened to me on NUMEROUS occasions. I have done it for others. Another thing: if you see me doing something, even if it is sleeping, please leave me be unless it is an emergency or that damn important to where it can't wait. I hate to be interrupted for bullshit. Please be considerate enough to give me the satisfaction of finishing what I started or at least putting it on hold so that I can assist you. Patience: I'm wearing thin on it. I always strive to be as considerate as possible because I would want someone else to do it for me. Don't believe it in huh? You must be one of those rude mutha fuckas I talked about in Rude Is Never Cute. Let me break something down for you: the reason why people huff and puff and be rude with you when you do something like that is because you are not even taking in the fact that other people have lives just like you do. Most of them are on an agenda just like you are. Hell going home to sit in their drawers and watch TV is an agenda. May not be one that you have immediate importance in, but that is not of your concern. You can at least give this person the right to have that time and be on time instead of looking at them like they are the plague and taking forever and a day or interrupting something that could possibly be highly important to someone else. A thought is not that much. It takes nothing really. If we all have a little consideration, then maybe there won't be so many disgruntled people in supermarkets, clothing stores, and other places with long lines and short ones with long waits. Thinking about others every once in a while or for a split second can go a long way. Don't think I know what I'm talking about? Hey man...I'm just saying...

Rude Is Never Cute

I was talking to my male best friend, and he was telling me this story about this chick that was being rude to him for no reason. He made an action he did not have to make that was dripping with common courtesy and politeness, and she responded to it with a very rude comment. Okay people, this kind of stuff I do not condone. Please do not be rude for fucken reason. Like, I do not know who put out the memo that being rude is cute and that you need to show that you big, bad, and tough by doing it, but there are crazy mutha fuckas in this world that is making drastic measures to those that do this. I seriously don't understand what you get out of being ridiculous towards somebody that is doing something nice for you or trying to save yo ass. I have an example. When somebody asks me how am I doing, I respond,"I'm fine. How are you?" Even if the conversation does not go anywhere past that, I give that same response to people because they took the liberty and time to ask about my well-being. It doesn't matter how long I have known them. It doesn't matter how long we talk or don't talk. All that matters is that this person decided to be nice and respectful to me, so I have decided to return the favor. If you notice something that needs to be brought to my attention, please say something and let me know. I will say thank you and take care of it. Don't be rude to people that do that because it could be life or limb for you. Oh and if you have a job in customer service, please don't be that bitch that I walk up to in a store or wherever I need this service and look at me like you don't speak English. Don't catch an attitude because I asked you a question. Don't huff and puff and act like you happy to help me. If you don't like being in that field, you need to find a new one to work in baby, because that shit is so unacceptable. I am the one that will report yo ass and have you fired with no problem. I don't play that shit. I have worked with people all my life, and even if I hated my job or was having a bad day or even felt uncomfortable, I give my 100% in making sure that the people I work around and the customers I work with are comfortable. If I'm not feeling well, I politely let them know. If I don't feel like talking, I politely let them know. There is no reason to be rude all the time. That shit is unnecessary. Oh you flexing in front of your friends like you the Big Bad Wolf and nothing phases you right? Guess what? The Big Bad Wolf for defeated by that brick house in the end of the story baby, so sit yo ass down. There is, if not one, a few people that are bigger and badder and tougher and rougher and smarter than you. Just cuz you talk big boy shit don't mean you about that life. This applies to both men and women. Nobody is an exception, period. You want to get somewhere in this world? Being a dick ain't going to get you there. To the ladies that do this, stop thinking that every man that holds a door open for you or asks you how you doing wants to holla at you. Get yo ass off that big ass plastic pedestal that you have out yourself on and just say that you are fine or thank you. Chivalry ain't dead. Men are just tired of giving it to rude bitches. Maybe if you didn't look at a dude with the death stare before he get near the door, he will think about opening it for you. To the men that think this is cool, stop talking to females like they are objects or just down right trashy. Not every female is going to give you the cold shoulder or the death stare if you know how to talk to them. Yelling out "Hey girl, when you gonna let me suck on those titties?" ain't about to get you anywhere with a chick. As a matter of fact, she just disliked your presence even more because of it. There is only one type of female that likes that kind of shit and that is a simple bitch. Being a dick is not the way to get someone's positive attention. I just want to let you know that you don't have to shake a hand or give a hug or talk to everybody that gives you attention, but a simple thank you or good morning/afternoon/evening would be nice. If you don't have nothing nice to say, don't say shit at all, but don't give the death stare in the process. Trust me, body language at times say a lot more than actual words. That saying "Actions Speak Louder Than Words" holds true on so many levels. I remember having to write that shit in third grade 100 times. Been stuck with me ever since. This is my point: when you take the time out to be rude to people, you are only hurting yourself, especially when you do it in front of other people. Politeness and common courtesy can get you a long way, and please believe that the golden rule is so in full effect, and there are people in this world that still follow it. I know I do. Don't think I know what I'm talking about? Hey man...I'm just saying...

Why I Do This Blog...

I want to explain something real quick: I don't just come up with this stuff off the top of my head. My rants come from a conversation or personal experience. This has happened to me and/or to other people, so don't think I'm just going off the deep end and just running around talking trash. Just getting out some frustration real quick. Everybody does it. This is my personal opinion, and the people that read this are either going to agree with it or they're not, but all I ask is that you respect my opinion or eat a dick. It's as simple as that. This is what I think, and thoughts can be changed like drawers. So can beliefs, hopes, and dreams. I'm not for attention. I'm not out for followers (excluding Twitter, but that is your personal choice to follow me or not). I just do this because I want to. Plain and simple. Don 't like what I write? Don't read it. Don't like what I said? Let me know. You can always tweet me at @ReallyNoKesh. I'm also on Facebook and Google Plus. I'm me, and I am in the process of rediscovering who me is, but I know that this is a part of the creation of a new part of me. Notice I said part, as in a piece. I hope that each and every one of my readers enjoy what I write, and if they don't, then I am always open for comments. I will respect your opinion just like I want you to respect mine. Please let me know what you think. Hey man...I'm just saying...