For those that don't know, I work two different jobs. Both deal with the public. I have to say that I'm not pleased with either job. One is in sales, the other retail. Both show me the lowest in humanity.
I've been in Missouri since June. The people here seemed so nice. I'm starting to understand that the region's generous nature is nothing more than a ploy to bring in money. It's simple. The visitors here are mean, greedy, crude, stupid, and in general lack basic morality. The area in which I live entertains them but doesn't hold them in high regard. They see them for what they are. To put it bluntly, many of the visitors here have been building a coffin since the day they were born. They hope to use as many people as possible before climbing into their casket and declaring their run finished. Most of them are retirement age and feel that the world owes them. Everyone they see owes them. It's sad. I often say that people never cease to disappoint me. I never imagined how low they would go.
When I speak to these people, I find hate. They hate their children, their lives, their spouses. They enjoy being mean as if it is the only sport they can play. It's hard to keep that mentality from corrupting the spirit. It's like I'm surrounded by a lowly virus spreading from these purveyors of things unworthy. I desperately do not want to join them. It's very hard to keep from reflecting their behavior. Very hard indeed.
Some days I wonder if there isn't some emotionally crippling bacteria slowly spreading through the populace. A sort of reverse evolution if you will. They are regressing to some primitive animal form incapable of understanding. Hmmm. Sounds like a novel doesn't it?
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