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Service industry jobs allow you to mingle with the public. From here, I found that I really didn't like people.

There were liars and theives and cheaters and felons. I later met the less-likable non-workers. Hillcrest allowed me to see the greuling trade of hard work. If you haven't had a tough service job, do ... then think about the servers who bring you food -- on their feet 8 some hours a day carrying your mess, sometimes with snot-filled tissues, half-spit food, backwash. Talk about disgusting, and often, they are carrying those plates with their hands, not on a tray. Tip hard workers --- they deserve it.

I met a child pornographer while at a job. He had a "man purse" and offered to stop a would-be shoplifer with his registered gun. There was a much-later job with a physically abusive Dabney Coleman (Mr. Hart character) who was a sexist ego-tistical lying hypocritical biggot. This same person was ... well, a wacked out freak who probably was bi, but didn't think anyone could tell. I think I've had more hypocritical bosses than honest ones.
I got to go to court to submit papers on a criminal conversion charge of an arrested thief the night before. Our good ol' legal system didn't properly inform me that my presence was not necessary, though the officers told me it was. I got there 8 something in the morning and waited until 9 something ... most of the poeple around were those who were charged. I sat until a court clerk told me that I didn't need to be there. Lovely sleep --- missing and never to be regained.

There were cheaters who openly had "relations" with fellow employees and didn't think twice about it. One person actually remarked to me that she tended to annoy a person directly prior to or during coitis to get him angry ... making the sex more intense. That's nice! Angry rape sex. Gosh ... I'm so into you now ... NOT! Yuck, gross!

There was grotesque mismanagement -- Wal-Mart. I had many similtaneous bosses with personal agendas. "I need you to go do this." Moments later a same-level boss would pull me from there to do another project, then another boss would pull me again, then a higher boss again. None of the projects got done and I got berrated by each of them.

Office Space: "Did you know that I have eight bosses Bob? Eight! If I make an error, I have eight people who come to tell me about it."

Service jobs -- necessary, but evil.