...well some more than others. I cant for the life of me understand this feeling people get. Especially when im at work. They think becasue they run a restaurant with crap wannabe Italian food that they can make demands. And go so far as to be a raving bitch to another human being that not only does become a consumer when they clock out but also interacts with hundreds of people on a weekly basis. Or even chase me out the door to bitch some more after losing a $40 dollar sale AFTER i just gave them a $100 credit to ask me if it matters to me that they lost the sale. Of course i answered "No", and took the credit away.
Lets put this into perspective. You are 1 person out of 7 billion people, on 1 planet out of 8 planets, in 1 star system out of 100 billion star systems, in 1 galaxy out of 100 billion galaxies. How significant can you and your raving bitch ass be? Center of the universe? I think not.
We are ants to whoever or whatever is looking down. If you have ever looked upon an anthill no one ant looks to much more significant than another from that point of view.
Im the guy that tries to treat them all the same. but of course i cant, not all the time. Forces beyond my control keep that from being the case. Who is more significant or deserving of preferential treatment, the raving bitch waving her checkbook around or the Vietnam vet in the wheelchair living on practically nothing? The money isnt being funneled in to my pocket so where is the incentive?
Its really amazing the way people justify their own significance on why they are so important and how the world would cease to function if they were to simply stop doing what ever it is they do. Like the entire country wouldnt be able to drive a nice car if that dude who has been saleman of the month for 2 years just decided to hang it up right? Where would my town go for shit Italian food if the raving bitch had to close down? Doomed right? Or if i quit my job? No one would be able to fix the internet. The world wouldnt be able to check Facebook and we would be back to the stoneage in a matter of days.
I hate to break it to you...but the world will continue. It will continue. I mean if we can get by without Einstien, Shakespeare, Beethoven, Leonardo, Descartes, and some of the other greatest minds of all time, I am pretty sure things will continue without a lot of people. Myself included.
Now i realize that people have the need to feel important. It gives them a warm fuzzy. But lets not get carried away here. Given my own ego i am probably the biggest hypocrit for even writing something on this kind of level. But yes if myself or any one of many other out there were hit by a bus, knocked off a bridge, mauled by a bear, or eaten by a giant shark, there would probably be a mom out there who's world would be forever changed. But the sun will come up tomorrow, the world will continue to spin, and the majority of people will continue to go about their routine with little to no interruption.
So in the end i do my part, however little it may be, to remind people that they are not as important to the rest of us as they would have themselves believe and that i get my Italian food somewhere else.
