Am I too rough on people?

I missed you all so much yesterday!  On a brighter note, my house is sparkling and I caught up on about 35 things that I needed to get done but wasn't because I was spending so much time surfing blogs and trying to find my new camera (ordered today - it will be here tomorrow!) for $.50 cheaper.

Anyway, according to my husband, the answer is a rounding "YES!!".  Sometimes he can't understand why I can't just Go Along To Get Along.

Examples:

• The Wawa Chick:  she has been pretty tame lately (it seems that her new rule is that as long as my children are in their karate uniform, they can eat their donuts before we pay).  The last few times we went in, she has even been downright sweet....which just pisses me off since Brad was there and now can't understand why I complain about this Sweet Little Mentally Disabled Woman Who Is Just Trying To Earn A Living™.  To which I say (while jumping up & down) "But you don't understaaaaaaand!"
• C-U-Next-Tuesday Woman:  Remember this story?  Well, it seems that she has recently decided that I am "good enough" to be her BFF again.  Sorry - the last time I tried that you broke my son's heart and made me want to drive an icepick through your eye.  I'm not getting sucked in again.  GoodFriendMommy can't understand why I am not calling her and inviting her over for playdates again.  BestFriendMommy is ready to go help me egg her house.  Of course, that offer was made at about midnight after many beers had been consumed.  Then again, I just spent the last few weeks driving her around because her car caught on fire and her husband didn't "feel like" going in to fill out the paperwork on her new car until this morning...she owes me one!

Then there are the random incidents of me being generally annoyed...

• ....like the clerk at Wendy's who rung me up for $10.32.  I handed her a $20 and while I was digging for the change she entered the $20.  When I told her that I wanted to give her the $.32 I was told that she couldn't take the $.32 and just give me a $10 because then her register would be off!
• ...or the 10-year-old that I watch after school that I have nicknamed "Satan's Spawn".
• ...or the employee at AC Moore who tried to tell me that the 7-strand beading wire was just as good and sturdy as the 49-strand when they were out of 49-strand (for you non-jewelry makers, 7-strand sucks doggy dick)

Truth be told, there is really only one group with which I have no problems.  That's my Weight Watchers group (oh yeah - and if anyone is wondering - I'm down 3.4 pounds from last week).  I even attend three different meetings, depending on which morning Brad is home that week, and there is not one person in those meetings that I consider annoying, stupid or even bird-shot-worthy.  Believe me - I've tried.  There have been mornings where I sit in that meeting thinking "What the fuck am I going to blog about today"? and just wish that someone would do something stupid and give me some fodder! (all together now:  "Mindi is a looooooooser!").

I've thought about this and I think that the reason I actually LIKE (shudder) everyone in the 3 meetings is that we are all in that room because we have admitted that we aren't perfect.  It's hard to pretend to be flawless to a room full of people when you just admitted to them that you ate a whole Sara Lee Poundcake the night before.

So am I just a bitch who tries to find fault with everyone?  Or is it that I just have a very low tolerance for complete idiots and I just happen to run in to more of them than most people?  Or is it that I just don't like "false" people and our society puts too much pressure on people, especially women, to be perfect?

Or is it that I have had that filter between my brain and my mouth/removed and need to just shut up and be nice to everyone, even if that means putting up with morons, bitches and shitheads?