Being part of the public and looking from the outside-in at the lives of celebrities, I always tend to fall into the trap of thinking that they lead charmed lives. I mean, that is probably true on a few levels. If a celebrity managed to make a decent chunk of money at one point in their career and held onto it, their everyday worries in life are taken care of forever. They don’t have to stress over things like gas bills, the cost of childcare, or clip coupons, is my point.
I fall into this line of thought even though they regularly prove to be your garden variety douchebags with little to no sense. Take Dave Mustaine, former Megadeth frontman and Metallica guitarist. Mustaine recently took to social media outlets in order to publicly air his customer service grievances with a company. (What? Is he a mommy blogger now? HAHAHAAHAAAA.) The story goes something like this: Mustaine bought his manager a gift card for Men’s Wearhouse, but it didn’t arrive in time for Christmas and the company’s handling of the situation was not up to his very metal standards.
As a result, Mustaine went on Facebook and blasted the company:
I really think that it sucks when people make false claims, that they don’t care to make good on a problem that is clearly their fault, and with all of the “ABSOLUTELY GUARANTEE IT” crap I just had to say something… I for one, will never set foot in a Men’s Warehouse, even for shelter from a blizzard.
I absolutely GUARANTEE it.
Men’s Wearhouse responded via Twitter and I’m guessing that the transaction is being resolved. Mustaine is probably getting way more coddling than is really warranted for what was probably a $50 gift card, and Men’s Wearhouse is clarifying that they don’t sell black wristbands nor is shelter from severe weather one of their usual services, so hopefully Mustaine’s angst toward them has simmered down a bit. Meanwhile, his manager is muttering, “Thanks, Boss, for letting the whole world know about the shitty gift you didn’t really get for me. Don’t give me, say, a nice tailored suit in exchange for listening to your bullshit constantly. I’m going to go reevaluate my life choices, BRB.”
I have to give credit to Men’s Wearhouse, though, because I don’t think I could be that classy in response to a douchebag of Mustaine’s magnitude calling me out. (Though, of course, when a relatively high profile customer drags your business into the virtual town square and begins flogging it, what choice do you really have?) Mustaine has a pretty lengthy history of saying shitty (read: racist) things about immigrants, is one of those “birther” nutjobs like Donald Trump, and in August claimed that President Obama planned the mass shootings in Aurora, Colorado and Oak Creek, Wisconsin. For transparency’s sake, extreme right politics get a side-eye from me generally, but I think all decent people are rightly offended when someone stands on top of horror to spout utter nonsense.
My indignation aside, I just find this whole thing hilarious coming from someone who made their career being all:And to go from trying to pick fights with whole races of people AND the President of the United States AND the federal government, to turning his rage toward…Men’s Wearhouse. Well, is that not the most metal thing ever?
What hardcore stance will Mustaine take next? The selection of snacks at Target? The tshirt sizing at Penney’s? Or maybe the restrictions against dipping just anything from the buffet in the chocolate fountain at Golden Corral? Come on, Mustaine. Lend your voice to those of us who want our Awesome Pot Roast drizzled with chocolate! METAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!ONE1!!