Getting Served
You have three types of people who get served at the bar:
Type A) He or she is assertive. Instinctively, he or she knows the right place to stand to get served and it happens quickly. He or she never needs to kick up a fuss, because the universe is designed in such a way that they will never, ever have to wait.
And I hate them.
Type B) He or she is a bit less fortunate than type A). For him or her it’s a fight which happens each and every time he goes to the bar. Fortunately, this person is determined and always gets there in the end.
Type C) The he or she who meekly shouts “Um…excuse me can I…?” a few times, then resigns themselves to a fate worse than death: standing there for half an hour without getting served…while other people come and go, some of them collecting two or three rounds of drink in that time.
What Type do you fall into?
I wish I was Type A), but sadly I am Type B) and I always will be: there’s not much I can do about that, as it is genetic. But still, that’s a lot better than being a Type C). There really is no hope in the world for the Type C) people. We can only hope and pray that over time, they learn how to better themselves and survive in the great big cruel world of ours which cares more about international 3G mobile broadband than it does making poverty history.
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