Living over here in the middle of no where Germany has given me a brand new appreciation on "shit that don't matter". The locals are nice enough people but there "isn't" service. You're their to buy their product and you can figure out a way to do it or go fuck yourself. You want to shop on Sunday\a holiday that you have off work...fuck you. You want to drive down the street but can't because there's a small colony of people that are having a discussion and can't be bothered to stand on the sidewalk\want ice in your drink\want something done in a timely manner...shove it up your ass whitey.
It didn't take long to not get upset any more. It does no good at all. Every once in a while I'll piss off a local and they'll scream at me...I don't know what they're saying but it's probably not very nice...and what do you do? Smile, wave, and give them the universal "this is what I think of you" hand gesture and go on with life. Jumping up and down and making a fuss does no good what so ever. They already think you're an idiot and vise versa. No ones opinion is going to change. Carry on with life like the dumb\rude fuck doesn't exist. There's a lesson there.
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