Bacon? Sausage? Who cares...

Aww, screw it.

Last week I wrote a big long rant here before about, of all things, a Tim Horton's breakfast sandwich, and how the guy behind the counter managed to completely mess up my order. Basically I ordered it with bacon, saw him make one with sausage, reminded him that I wanted bacon, watched him confer with the cashier who took my order and look up the "order history" screen or some such, confirmed with me that I wanted bacon, then proceed to make me a new sandwich... with sausage.

See, when I write it like that, it's funny. You roll your eyes, you take it, and you move on (which is pretty much what I did, because I was late for work.)

In the original post I think my tone was a little more along the lines of "bemused, but slightly angry". I vented for several hundred words, before I closed with this quote:

"From the errors of others, a wise man corrects his own." -Syrus

I started off typing the rant thinking it there would be some humor in it, the type of thing you see at NotAlwaysRight.com or some such... but by the time I got to the end of the post, I realized... it was pretty stupid.

So what's left is this observation: Hey, nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes. I did, too, when I worked retail at Canadian Tire (a story for another day). And I met a bunch of rude weirdos, for sure, which just reinforces my assertion. Everyone needs to just chill a little, and the world will be a much happier place.