cold coffee ain't much fun

Big news of the week: my sister got a pet hamster. Its name is Shakespeare (she's an English major), but I have mercilessly begun a campaign to refer to it only as Hammy, because we all know that's the best name a hamster can have.
I work in a deli, and I've decided (after much deliberation) that a set of rules must be released to teach the public that when they order meat from me, they have to do it right. I'm not going to list all the rules in this post, because I haven't decided on all of them:

1) Don't order multiple things at once and then fuck off to somewhere else in the store. I WILL forget what you ordered and you won't be there to remind me.
2) Simple manners folks, please and thank you's are very appreciated
3) Don't lean on the glass; you'll make fingerprints which I have to wipe off. Plus, there's no fucking reason to lean on the glass.
4) Speak up, I can't hear you.
5) Don't yell, I can hear you.
6) Don't order head cheese, it's gross.
7) Don't come to the deli if the store is open for only another half hour. I don't care if we're still technically open, I'm trying to clean, I want to go home. Fuck off.

Well, wasn't that enlightening?

I'm sitting in my school library, and as fate would have it, I forgot my earphones. So instead of my usual routine of jiving to tunes while either A) working or B) not working, I find myself lost in the symphony of other inhabitants of private library cubicles. It's surprising how much noise is actually made in what is essentially designated as a "Quiet Study Area". Coughing, sniffling, laughing, whispering, ruffling, we've got it all!
Is it mean to correct peoples spelling on instant message and facebook? I do it all the time, or at least call people on their mistakes. I'm not saying I don't make mistakes, because I definitely do (just see my last post for proof), but most of the time I catch the mistake and correct it. I really can't help it, when I see mistakes, I usually correct them. I honestly just think it's funny, I'm not trying to make the person look stupid or anything. Some people get annoyed or offended, they say stuff like "it's facebook Sean, I'm not going to worry about spelling". Of course, they spell that sentence like: "its fb Sean I not gunna worry bout splling ;) :P"
Fucking winkyfaces.
It just struck me that before I post this, I'm going to have to read the whole thing over and make sure I didn't make any really obvious spelling mistakes or grammar issues, because that will make me look like a total dildo.
The other day at work, I asked a coworker I had just met what kind of music he liked (as I often do upon meeting new people). He answered "what kind of music do you think I like?"
What the fuck does that mean? It's a simple question dickweed, don't strain your brain trying to answer it. Or are you just so stupid that you need me to answer it for you? I guess it was because he was so cool with his pierced ears and tattoos that I should obviously know what kind of music he's into just by looking at him. But guess what, I don't! So I responded with a blanket term "some sort of rock" I said. He smirked and said "what bands?" FUCK YOU. This isn't 20 questions, I asked a straight forward question that only needed (or at least I thought) a very straight forward answer, why are you asking ME what bands YOU'RE into? I don't know, that's why I asked! Hell, if I had known this would devolve into a game, I wouldn't have asked in the first place!
People are crazy folks, and the sooner you learn that, the better off you'll be.
I'll never understand fashion trends and what not. I'm not trying to be all cool and non-conformist, because anyone who says they don't adhere to some sort of fashion trend is full of shit, but seriously, some of them actually confuse me. Obviously, I dress in a manner of style that suits what interests me, but my clothing is always comfortable, and I don't look (at least, I THINK I don't look) like an idiot. But the style I see so many girls strolling around campus in is skin tight, ultra thin cloth pants and GIANT furry boots. You look dumb, stop it. Yes, I know those boots are insanely comfortable (I've heard from a friend... I don't wear girl's boots.... what were we talking about?) but seriously, stop wearing them with those little pants. Just stop. I don't know, something I just don't dig. But whatever, do whatever you want, not my place to tell you what to wear. Cause that's the thing folks, you can rage and hate until you're blue in the face, but in the end, people are going to wear whatever the fuck they want. AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well tater tots, I've got a political philosophy seminar to attend.
I'll catch you cats on the flip flop lateeeeeeer