First, rude customers at work. Did people all of a sudden forget to say 'please' and 'thank you'. Or to make eye contact? Or to hand money over to a lady instead of throwing it on the counter like she was a hooker they're paying for the night?
Second, the stress of coworkers impeding on my domain as barista. They're moving things, demanding drinks be made, rushing me, while also customers wait to be served.
Third, Stan Lee's memorial uproar.
I understand different people have different ways of dealing with grief but when the loss of one individual... one famous individual sparks a loud uproar, I will admit that I get annoyed.
I, and many others, have been dealing with acute anxiety over our mortality for a long time... months in my case. Seeing posts about living your life to the fullest because you never know when it'll end is bullshit. Lee was old. Everyone knew his time was nearing and he's been able to live a good life. Saying or claiming to have any big part in that except throwing your money at him is arrogant, ignorant and selfish.
Posting about enjoying life and all that you're grateful for all of a sudden doesn't make you valid or important. You underline yourself as sheep. Posting something related cuz you think it'll get you noticed. Enjoying your life has nothing to do with Stan Lee. Post about the man directly, not how his death affects you because it really doesn't.
I'm not saying he wasn't a great man or that the stuff he (semi-) took credit for and created himself wasn't friggin' awesome. I'm saying don't pretend he's family or that you love his work cuz he hasn't drawn anything for a while.... we're talking decades.
I don't know what happens when we die but I know he wants you to remember his life... not make it about you and yours. He lost his. Respect that so others can respect yours.
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