take it down a notch:

People are so weird! More than one person can fit at the fucking milk/stir/pouring out excess coffee/mixing station at Starbucks! What the fuck! I hate when I squeeze in next to someone, giving them totally enough elbow room and they still give me attitude! I'm just trying to work together! it's a free fucking country! we're obviously both in a hurry. it's not a big deal! pick your battles! you don't own Starbucks (although I seriously doubt the owner would mind a cram sesh at the work station. he'd be happy about the business)! and then they give me the passive aggressive look over their shoulder!  it isn't your right to feel like a king at the mixing station. Move the fuck aside and let's consciously ignore each other and do what we need to do! I'd actually rather you said "hey bitch cunt, you're in my space!" That way I could reply "yes, fuckface, I can see that! I'm pretty sure we can coexist here for 19 seconds you shit eating asshole! Have a good day! I love you". but i guess that's just me living in a fantasy world. which brings me to those people who stand behind me, when I'm in their way, but I clearly have no idea and don't know there is someone who needs to get past me! And when I finally do turn around and see them and say "oh, hey, sorry, I had no idea, whoopsies. allow me to move!"and they just huff and roll there eyes, and barrel past me all over the top stylies-performing for me and everyone else they've been trying to gain empathy from for the past 5 minutes. When all they needed to say was "excuse me. I need to get by." That's why we have vocal cords! To communicate! you passive aggressive bitches! Speak, and your wish might be granted! Or just hold it in and grow an ulcer. Your call. oh yeah, and it's totally cool to signal when changing lanes and/or turning. Xoxo