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<<2003-08-11 6:04 p.m.>>
geriatric bitch

today i cursed at an old lady

now before you all gasp and damn me to hell and think that i am a horrible person, you must first hear the story

after another round at target my mom and i were heading out, and something that had not been deactivated set the alarm off. the security guard took our cart aside to make sure we were not looting the store, which of course we were not. right as we were about to leave some old lady and her husband, each with six twenty five pound jugs of tidy cat in their carts, came pushing past us and the old woman growls at me and says "well you could've moved it to the side, you know". in all honesty, there was at least 10 feet for her to pass in. i could've taught a team of football players how to tap dance in this space, and she was not that large

so i calmly looked at her and said "ya know, i don't give a shit"

i think every jaw within a 1 mile radius dropped. but the thing was, i did not care. in fact, i thought it was hilarious! she just kinda stared for a bit and her chin jiggled, and then she pushed her cart away. my mom was a little disappointed in me, i could tell, but in the car all she had to say was "man, that lady was rude"

i think if i went out into public more often my horrible misanthropistic nature would give way to good social skills and a loving demeanor i seem to send off into the internet

until then, fuck off you old hag

on a lighter note, how cute is my veggie tales backpack?

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