We're all a little bit entitled...

Yeah. Anyhow, after four different instances of running into or reading about entitlement this morning, it only re-enforces my opinions that:

By the time everyone has hit the age of 22, they should have been required to:

1) Spend at least two years of volunteering at places like homeless shelters and in charity work. Bonus points if the place is constantly under-staffed and under-budgeted.

2) Worked a minimum wage job at a grocerie store, on a telemarketer job, or other related customer service job where it's guarenteed they'll have to deal with at least one entitled asshole a day...and have to do it politely and with a smile on their face.

3) Go through at least full basic training in the military; if the other two things haven't managed to instill respect and discipline into you, that oughtta finish you right out.

4) Live for at least three months on a minimum salary themselves and try to budget everything they need/want with what little money is available. Those that don't 'get it' should get time added on until they do.

And this should all happen before/if they get to go to college, and in the case of the lucky, have their way at least partially paid for them while they learn stuff for a 'higher' place in life.

I swear, the next person I see today with a silver spoon shoved up their ass, I'm gonna grab the handle and shove it further up--until it hits brain. B|

So now that I've gotten my daily snarl out of the way...

I'm not losing any weight at the moment, but:

Pants are still getting looser.

And:

I'm waking up hungry every morning. As in 'monster stomach fit to growl strong enough to make me think it's going to go after my spine if I don't fill it ASAP'.

WTF is with that?

If you're squicking out the clerk who handles dirty boxes all day,

Chances are, you're doing it wrong.

Bathroom. Cafeteria worker. Flush.

...No sink.

Comes out, goes back to work, where they are currently getting lunch ready to go in ten minutes.

SQUICK, dude!

I am so glad I bring my lunch these days.

Also; this must be my day for 'Getting Annoyed By Things I Can't Control'. Somebody go get the Perspective Hammer. I obviously need to be smacked with it a few times. ;)