Monday, April 10, 2006

Last Saturday I'm shopping at one of those discount department stores. I'm looking at a rack of men's shirts, making my way through them in my size. A woman walks up about 3 feet next to me, and starts doing the same. She shoves the shirts along the rack and basically rips the shirt I'm fanning through out of my hand. If looks could kill, then I'd be in prison now. There would be only an outline of her body against the opposing wall. She deserves a beatdown with the rude stick in a major way.