I am sitting in my laundry room waiting for my stuff to dry, and the blind girl comes in. She puts her stuff in the washer and the soap in the right part. Closes it and starts it up after putting the money in. She asked me if I could help her select hot. She already started the machine and these machines once they are started you can not switch the cycle. And I explained that to her. She started yelling at me, telling me that I should of told her that she was blind and blah, blah, blah. I watched her put her stuff in and do everything on her own. How the hell was I supposed to know she needed help? Then she called me a stupid dumb b1tch and said I will get somebody else to help.

I was lie f*ck try to help somebody and this is the thanks I get? Forget that crap!

At what point do you just stop caring?

She could not have expected you to know that. She was prolly just having a bad day. I wouldn't get too upset about it hon.

Sounds like a soap opera

I am sitting in my laundry room waiting for my stuff to dry, and the blind girl comes in. She puts her stuff in the washer and the soap in the right part. Closes it and starts it up after putting the money in. She asked me if I could help her select hot. She already started the machine and these machines once they are started you can not switch the cycle. And I explained that to her. She started yelling at me, telling me that I should of told her that she was blind and blah, blah, blah. I watched her put her stuff in and do everything on her own. How the hell was I supposed to know she needed help? Then she called me a stupid dumb b1tch and said I will get somebody else to help.

I was lie f*ck try to help somebody and this is the thanks I get? Forget that crap!

At what point do you just stop caring?

I stopped caring on February 17, 2004. It's amazing how much easier things get when you just don't give a crap anymore.

As far as the situation at hand goes- if she isn't patient enough to listen to what you have to say, then simply DON'T help the person. It's not worth the crap.

If you have a few extra quarters
stuff her azz in the dryer on high.
She'll calm down after a little while

I was lie f*ck try to help somebody and this is the thanks I get? Forget that crap!

At what point do you just stop caring?

You know what I always say -- the world is full of idiots, and they're all either on the internet or driving the car in front of me.

And now there's one in your laundry room!

Don't let it get to you. There are more important things in life than trying to please idiots.