Random Acts...

A little while ago-

I went to Coles to get some groceries. I had noticed that there was a special on beef mince (shelf price) but it wasn't listed anywhere on the item. I didn't want the cashier to think I was a liar about the prices so I took a photo and showed him later while asking for clarification on the pricing. About 2-3minutes in- someone from the meat department comes and she gets told about the situation. Then another 3minutes...then 5minutes...then 7minutes and I'm losing patience. Now some old meatpacker crank comes marching in and starts a verbal rat-tat-tat on what I should and shouldn't be doing. Very overbearing and extraodinarily aggressive. My response? Hi I'm sorry but you have misunderstood me and I was just trying to clarify the price. That would have been smart- but no, I come back with- "fuck off you stupid cunt don't come here talking to me like a piece of shit @#%$#$^" At this time, all 18 or so rows of cashiers and their numerous customers heard me and looked, but I couldn't give a shit. I persisted like a little deviant touring Tourrettes and gave him an earful. He backed down, and I got my beef lips and assholes for two dollars less. yay?

Two days after that, I was in a wanky part of town and a friend of mine was standing on one of those concrete blocks that are positioned in front of carparking bays so that cars can't go too far forward. So what does this fucker do? He drives his car up, and at the speed he's going the car is silent. He just brings it all the way up to where a normal person would park, then drives it a little further until he knocks my friend off the block with his car. Assault with a vehicle- awesome. The dude gets out, and says something akin to- watch where I'm parking you're in the way. I call him on his bullshit passive aggressiveness and he says, "yeah I'm fucking serious" and walks off. I'm sorry, but I just can't take any metrosexual guy who has his eyebrows waxed, facial/exfoliator etc seriously, and it's just too comical to even think of a person like that trying to throw a punch let alone a crowbar. We bump into him in the fruit market and he's picking at bananas and kiwi fruits so I followed him, talking about the hot sexy things he could do with bananas and he looks up at me, then left, right, down, and scurries away. I don't even know if that could be called a resolution but I liked it.. :}

..and that was my 'stupid week' in November.