I did get the rest of the pizza but there wasn't a big slice, more like they just kept sub dividing the slices to make them look consistant. So I eat like 8 slices.
I'm not pissed, I just have to shake my head. I mean the whole thing looked so absurd when I opened the box that I had to take a picture.
I see people in my life who are motivated and produce, make the best of their environment and better society. Yet I feel like the percentage of people in life who bring absolutely nothing to the table increases all the time.
There is this woman in town who has worked at every fast food joint, fish fry, and coffee place and is never there for more than a few months. She haunts me. She has screwed up every order she has ever taken. And I am not a picky whiney bitch. I'll order a medium coffee, cream and suger, and somehow she fucks it up, the coffee is so sugary it will instantly rot your teeth, or maybe its like chugging pure cream. COME ON! Next thing I know I don't even want to go back to Dunken Doughnuts.
So what is the point of society dragging dead weight along? Man I am becoming callus at the age of 27
Maybe Atlas Shrugged has gotten to me, but I feel like its a burden we must bear to work harder so the we can make up for other's worthlessness.
BTW its not like I'm so friggin great either, I just know I could make a cup of coffee if that was my job.