Too Cool For Commercialism

So, I've come to a point where I hate commercialism with an undying passion.

I hate the fact that the land is being developed to make way for more Buffalo Wild Wings. I go into buffalo wild wings. They just sell buffalo wings. Food you don't need. Not a particularly social atmosphere. Wasted face for shoveling food you probably would be better off not eating down your throat.

I also could never go into sales. Whatever the product, I'm not going to want to convince someone to buy it. Dude, they need their money. They don't have a lot of it. What am I supposed to do, convince them they want to buy Herbalife? Herbalife doesn't even work on most people. Convince them they want to buy Mary Kay cosmetics? Right, like I would try to convince someone to buy makeup.

After awhile, I get tired. We are just cutting down the nation's trees, the world's resources, to make way for more Buffalo Wild Wings. I hate Buffalo Wild WIngs. And even worse, Target. Or Bed Bath & BEYOND!!

This nation has a problem with depression. Maybe we should teach people to relate to others better? Maybe we should replace these awful businesses with social activities? Anyway, I don't know if that's a solution. I would pay my money to talk to someone.

And that's it. Lately, commercialism in the United States of America is disgusting me. I don't know what these people want, but they are not going to find it at Buffalo Wild Wings.