Today, about four hours ago, I was thrown out of a store.
I went into the store to get some groceries. When I went into the store, the store was empty. Within two minutes of entering the store, about eighteen people entered all at once. They weren’t together. It’s really strange to have all those people entering at once. Of course, all perps. None of them got any groceries. They all got a soda or water and stood in line. Of course, they waited for me to finish my shopping before getting in line. As soon as they saw me coming, they all got in line. There was only one cashier and the line was very long. The perps were laughing and looking at me and making remarks.
I tried as hard as I could to keep my mouth shout and not say anything, but I opened my mouth and began to tell them all off. Of course, they looked at me and gave me the look they always do. The look that says “what’s your problem?” They always act so innocent, because they want me to think I’m crazy and there’s nothing going on.
But all the freaks were laughing and looking at each other and having a good old-time making fun of me.
While the perps were all laughing, another cashier opened his register. I ran over to the cashier. While I was waiting to pay, he made a few nasty remarks and I responded in kind. Two women were in front of me and gave me dirty looks. I gave them dirty looks back, and both began saying nasty things to me. I told them off, too. The women paid and stood by the register talking to the man. The man turned to me and said, “I won’t be ringing up your order today. Come back another day.”
I replied, “Oh, it’s okay. I won’t be coming back here again.”
One of the woman replied, “Oh, good.”
As I walked out the store, I gave the cashier the finger and told him to drop dead.
The freaks all act as if they’re so perfect and happy.
Yeah, I know they’re all miserable people. If they weren’t miserable people they wouldn’t be doing what they’re doing. They’d be somewhere else living their lives. But, no, they’re were all in the store trying to tear me down, and make themselves feel better.
I wish every one of the miserable bastards would go to hell. They’re all worthless pieces of shit.
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