What Is Wrong With People Pt. 2

I was sure this was going to be a series. Now here is volume 2 of What Is Wrong With People?

Yesterday, I answered the phone at work and had the following conversation:

Me: Rudisill Regional Library, can I help you?

Patron: Yeah, I need a job.

Me: Okay...

Him: You got any jobs in the damn town, or all they just garbage?

Me: Ummm... (wondering if someone is playing a prank on me) Well, there are several websites you can go to-

Him: I'm tired of websites. I just want a damn job.

Me: Okay... Have you been to WorkForce Tulsa?

Him: I been there. They don't know their ass from a hole in the ground.

Me: Okay, well I'm going to pass this question off to my supervisor. Hold Please.

Keith then went on to tell him about a job where they would pay him to take a truck driving class. He said, "I don't wanna sit in nobody's class. I just want a job." Keith told him that Macy's was hiring seasonal work. He said, "Yeah I was there. They fired me." Joyous.

Then yesterday afternoon a fax came in. It was addressed to the security staff at the Central library. I do not work at the Central library. It was sent to the wrong library. It was a one-page diatribe about all the things the security staff could do to him and to each other. The only words spelled correctly were the cuss words. And not all of those. And he signed it. This is comedy gold, people. I'm telling you.

I called up the security desk at Central and asked them if they wanted me to send this love note to them. The guy on the other end was giggling as he said, "We love feedback! Send it on over." I added a nice note about how I didn't want them to miss out on such a sweet sentiment and I hope they have a Merry Christmas.

So basically, this guy paid actual money to have his hate note faxed to the wrong library. I hope he feels better.

Seriously, though. What is wrong with people?