How Unhappy

Key-holed

Is what I'd like to refer to you as

You've put yourself at the forefront of self importance

All among you not only matter less

But don't exist

You see life through such a small hole

Only your perspective

Only your problems matter

Like looking through a key hole

How unhappy do you have to be

To be able to treat others like dirt

Like dirt you make people feel

People feel like you are being unkind to them

To them you are the lowest hanging branch of society

But society breeds people like you

We get caught up in so much self love, self righteousness, self awareness

But we're not even aware that other people exist!

I watched you order food

You deliberately waited for them to make your order

You ordered them to get it right

But what you did wasn't right

"I'd like jalapenos on my pizza"

*waits until entire pizza is covered*

"Ummmmmmm I only wanted like 6 pieces"

Me: *stares in confusion* asks: "if you only wanted 6 pieces of jalapeno, why did you wait for them to cover your whole pizza? It's like you deliberately wanted them to mess up so you could call them out!"

"This is none of your business," you say

"It is my business," I fire back, "because you're making other people wait and more importantly you're treating these employees like dirt"

"They messed up my order," you counter.

I fire back "and somehow that gives you a license to treat others like they're beneath you? No one cares that your order is messed up, but how unhappy do you have to be in your life, that you seek opportunities to belittle people?"

I have a word for people like you, Darwin. No I'm not calling you that, but rather referring to evolution.

As in, if you don't change your ways and evolve, evolution will take matters into it's own hands.

We have different paths on this earth, in our lifetimes, and none of them involves treating people like dirt.