Never Enough Mortality Department

I can handle dumb people, if they're not lazy and rude. I can handle lazy people, if they're not dumb and rude. I can even handle rude people, if they're not dumb and lazy.

So why the Hel do I have to deal with so many people who are dumb and lazy and rude?!? And more importantly, how are they managing to breed?!?

I'm waiting for the offices here to be closed by management, and it seems to have stirred up the great unwashed in places where things used to be tidy. And the effect is not unlike that I got from reading Nevil Shute's On The Beach--waiting for the end is always a total fucking bad-ass bummer.