Seriously, day after Christmas is the worse day to try walking in the mall (I live near the big places). Why? Well, after Christmas shopping specials. People running everywhere, money flying (not literally now ;3), and me being caught in shopping flocks. If I was in a comic, I'd be swept away in the sea of shoppers, screaming for air and my sanity (and so space for me to walk without the body heat, EW). But HOLY FREAKIN' GOD PEOPLE. D:
So after being all 'oh, what the hell' and going into a store, I get into a dispute. I have no idea how I got into a dispute, but I did. D: Some lady screaming at me for 'taking' something of hers. While I was all 'hey, I didn't do nuthin,' she's screaming her ass off. Some people were trying to let me get away (they knew she was crazy), but she wasn't letting me go. And I'm not known for the best patience, in fact, I'm very much SHORT-TEMPERED. So I did what I did best (when I can't sweet talk my way outta things), I bitch slapped her. She needed it, she deserved it, and I left her staring at me fearful when I walked out.
Well, best way to clear out the place, ain't it?
I still sorta feel bad for it, but she thoroughly DESERVED it. She thought I took her wallet! Do I look like a pickpocket? No. I don't think I look like a pickpocket. Do I look like a punk? Wait . . . nevermind, I don't even wanna ask any of you people.
But seriously, that ended my day of after Christmas cheer. So I stomped my way back to my empty home, plopped myself down on the couch, and stared up at the ceiling for a couple of hours, still steeping in my own anger and holy mother of freakin' all temper. Then I got up, chucked my shoes in the black hole of lost goods and am now here. It feels nice to vent on the internet.
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I know, I'm a horrible person for doing it. So if you're still reading, I wish you ALL a belated Merry Christmas. Hope your holidays are going well (and not as crazy as mine~)!