So yesterday I was at the grocery store still choking down the hard truth that the woman I loved more than anything was making plans to hangout with another guy. I walked in with my chin up, grabbed my groceries, and walked through all of the sheep and fat bitches to the checkout. My policy is get your cart out of the way, or get pushed out of the way. Stupid bitchds standing around with their carts in the middle of the walkway leaving NO ROOM for anybody to pass seemed mindless and uncaring of the fact.

So I'm in the checkout and there is this woman behind me. She has a toddler with her. I didn't even look at her, despite her obvious pleads for attention. This made her keep trying to get me to look at her! I could sense that she was attractive, but I didn't budge because it sickened me knowing that she is acting this way probably with a husband at home. She spoke very loudly to her son about me:

"THAT'S HIS BROCOLLI"

"LEAVE THE NICE MAN'S CART ALONE, THAT IS NOT YOUR CART."

"YOU SEE THAT YOGURT? IT'S HEALTHY!"

She just would not fucking quit!

When I was with my girlfriend a couple months back I was with my dad checking into the hotel where I'd be staying the night to appear for court for my sexual battery charge the next morning. There was a younger attractive woman at the desk, and an older woman. The older woman was talking to my dad and I about the rooms and breakfast and all that, and I looked into her eyes the whole time. The younger one kept moving closer and closer to the older one who had my attention. She launched a volley of attempts to insert herself into the conversation. I didn't pay ANY attention to her whatsoever, and she got closer and closer and tried and tried and tried. I would not look.

She finally asks me where I got my shirt. I replied "Bloomingdale" and then went about my business. She said "oh nice my boyfriend has the same one."

"Nice."

I drove her nuts. I love it