An asshole post (inspired by Knightmare)

So today I was sent out to work in a certain part of town where ugly toothless women crawl into cars with men and come back 20 minutes later with more cash than they went in with. It was disgusting. My job is to canvass to people and ask them for money, and there were a few people I'd stop and think "oh this person looks okay," and they'd open their mouth and I'd see two rotting, yellow fangs emerge from their wobbly jaw. Their gums were like mush and their top jaw is almost nonexistent because it's so rotted out so when they talk it just looks like bits of old popcorn I found in the lining of my couch stuck in some rotten silly putty. Their cheeks, because of their weak jaws, are completely caved in.

I think this part of town has a law that says "if you have all your teeth you are required to have at least 6,000 warts on your face alone." I saw one guy whose face looked like bubble wrap, and another who looked like somebody took a messy crap on his face. It's infuriating because without medical insurance, they can't do anything about this but let's face it. I'm a human being, and human beings are hard-wired to be disgusted when they see horribly disfigured or messed up people because our minds think "oh shit I don't want whatever he's got." When I see someone who looks like a gnarled tree, I don't want to stop them, I don't want to talk to them, I don't want to be anywhere near them. I feel SO bad because I know these might be worthwhile people but looking at them makes me physically ill.

And then there are the people who are just insane. I don't worship the Christian God but I have to respect him for the amount of absolute lunatics who pray to him. This fat woman with stringy gray hair and legs that looked like two tiny bags swelling with lard stopped and started yammering about how she doesn't want to go to prison and this other lady told me she couldn't support human rights because she believes in Jesus. WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DOES THAT MEAN? If there is anyone in the world who cares about human rights, it is Jesus.

And then there was that cum dumpster with that triumphant look on her face who told me she disagrees 100% with everything my organization stands for. I wanted to look at her and say, "okay enjoy being raped." Our organization stands against rape, violence against women, human trafficking, forced prostitution, and a lot of anti-freedom violence that happens around the world. Anyone who thinks that's un-Christian or un-American needs to go have sex with a cheese grater and never reproduce.

I'm seriously so damn sick of this shit. I mean, it's not peoples' fault if they have no teeth or if they're covered in festering warts but the truly infuriating part is we have these warty, toothless, unemployed people walking around and the few people who HAVE teeth and HAVE nice clothes and clear skin can't take a fucking second out of their busy lives to talk to a canvasser who represents making things better for people.

I know, I know "why trust someone on the street blah blah blah fucking blah." I go through as many measures as I can (or we do) to make everything secure, and honestly people don't get that a canvasser's job depends on them making quota every day. I get FIRED if people decide "oh I'll just go on the website later." Even if they go to the website and donate ten billion dollars I could get FIRED. And is living in the midst of prostitution, homelessness, and all sorts of awful stuff NOT ENOUGH OF A REASON to take two fucking seconds out of your lunch break to talk to someone who's trying to make a real difference in the world? DAMMIT I hate people...