“Folks that throw dirt on you aren’t always trying to hurt you, and folks that pull you out of a jam aren’t always trying to help you. But the main point is when you’re up to your nose in shit, keep your mouth shut.”
Okay, I am going to give you a break from all the insect and wildlife pictures that have been dominating this blog as of late and bring you a rare topic – me ranting about something…err .. I mean something that doesn’t happen that much – me complaining about a service…err .. I mean a short comment at the expense of someone in service … oh screw it, I’m just going to pull out my well worn soap box and once again pontificate about something that happens to be a pet peeve of mine. In some small part I have my parents to blame for a cringe that awaits me almost daily. Most of the time, I sigh, archive the incident if it happens electronically and move on. Then again, there are those days that it stares back at you for a truly annoying amount of time. Just happens I have a couple of examples. Take this trip to Panera back in March.
Was going to make it a mystery and then realized I pretty much handed it to you. I cannot even begin to count how often this happens to me. I actually keep a Brain’s folder on my corporate email account that I copy in every time it happens at work. Yes, I agree I am probably overly sensitive (call it my snowflake moment). The problem is it happens ALL the time. Dear Brain, How is Brain today, Hey Brain you pissed me off today and on and on. To be honest, Brian is not that hard of a name to figure out. In fact, both my brother’s name are fairly simple but I never see my brothers addressed as Ran or Don – nope, it seems the spelling issues originates as soon as there are more than three letters in the name. Very few people call me Bri (pretty much reserved for my Mom and Linda), but since it is three letters I never get Bra or Brie. So there I was staring at the receipt wondering how this was going to play out when they called me for my food. Put the odds at 60-40 their brains (see what I did there hehehe) would automatically reverse the error or they would be too ashamed to yell out Brain.
That’s when I looked up and uttered “Dammit”
hit the jump to see the punchline
