"Seriously? You have daughters".

Hello new blogging family.
I started paring down my friends list on LiveJournal and grew sad that so few people were able to read my brilliance, so I made a new blog. That's all.

WORKING:
I work in landscape at an amusement park. I'm pretty sure I can get fired for saying which one.
I don't even have to work with the public, and I'm getting irritated with it. Most people are okay. They ask for directions, I give them the directions, they smile and wander off, sometimes even following those selfsame directions.
Some people are more annoying.
Me: [lifting clumps of turf we ripped out of a tree well into a wheelbarrow].
Some chick picnicking with her family: There's dust.
Me: [still shoveling sod]
Chick: Yes, hello, I'm talking to you.
Me: Yes, ma'am?
Chick: You're spilling dust on me and my family.
Me: I'm sorry, ma'am. The earth on this sod is quite dry, and the wind is blowing in your direction.
Chick: But you're dusting us.
Me: Ma'am, I can't leave these piles here.
Chick: Okay, but you can't just come here and spill dust on us!
Me: I understand that this is a momentary discomfort to you, but what can I do? I can't change the direction of the wind, or the fact that the earth is dry. And I have to pick this sod up.
Chick: You're dusting on me! You're not allowed to dust on me!
Me: Ma'am, according to the Criminal Code, I'm also not allowed to shiv you with this rake. And yet? Here I am, poised to do it!

Okay, obviously I didn't say that last thing. Althought I did get a "needs improvement" on my interim evaluation in the Guest Service section, so I might as well have done it.
My point here being that this obnoxious "The Customer is Always Right" attitude is reaching gargantuan and preposterous heights. This is a good lesson for all of us: the next time you're prepared to flex some customer muscle, think: is there something the person you're about to railroad can actually DO for you?
This would solve at least half of my problems, anyway.