I just can't take being social anymore!!

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*exhales hard and deep* I reeeaaallly didn't want something as trite as this to be my 800th post to this forum, but I'm still a little steamed and I need to talk before my mind totally snaps.

You see, not even as much as an hour ago, I nearly had a meltdown in my local grocery store. I was doing my business as usual, lost in my own world but still in reasonable control, and then I went to get milk, and everything all fell to pot.

Some f**ker PUT HIS HAND on my shopping cart and moved it a few inches, because he couldn't f**king WAIT FIVE SECONDS for me to finish getting my carton!!

I did restrain myself from saying anything out loud, but I did let him know loud and clear in my own way that you just don't do that! Not just to me, but to ANYBODY! I moved my cart into the nearest isle and just left it there and walked away, making damn sure that the bastard saw everything I did; that I was displeased. I even went outside and got a brand new shopping cart, and proceeded with plan B: get groceries similar to those that were in the cart at the time of abandonment, but not precisely the same. Thankfully, nothing else happened to f**k up my shopping, or I'd have left with nothing.

When I got home, as soon as I put my groceries away, I stripped off every stitch of clothing and threw them in the trash (except my shoes of course, can't exactly replace those easily, heh.), took a hot shower to cleanse every inch of skin that was exposed to that as*hole during that incident, and ordered a cheese steak grinder from the local pizza place, as I needed some comfort food badly. As I waited for my food, I watched some extremely sick, ultra-violent videos of classic beheadings and severe head trauma victims to calm myself down, imagining it was that jerk who moved my cart getting his face caved into PASTE with a fire extinguisher! It felt sooooo gooood!

But now that I have calmed down some and 'rubbed one out' before an hour had passed since that incident, I'm not going to make July 24th a new 'bad date', or make 8:23pm a forbidden time to finish masturbating. (don't ask )

But what I do worry about, is how can I be sure something like this won't happen again in the future? That's the point, I CAN'T know for sure...I'm paranoid as Hell of social situations for a reason: I can't confront people about stupid s**t they do that unintentionally pisses me off; at least, not the way I can talk about it to my family. So I tend to do passive-aggressive things to get my point across, like putting down everything I'm carrying and just walking away from it. Let THEM figure out what just happened...

I was born a Libra, so it stands that I have an EXTREME sense of wanting to see justice done, and my mind will not stop fretting over a grievance made towards me until I feel appropriate retribution has been served, either by my own hand or by fate, which is MUCH more fun.

Is this what I wanna do with my life? Constantly be miserable while I plot for everyone who did me wrong to get their comeuppance? It's so SENSELESS....

*sighs* But that's what happens, man...

Usagi1992

The person who moved your cart was probably in a hurry, and almost certainly has absolutely no idea that this bothered you as much as it did, and will almost certainly do it again in future.

If it's any consolation, almost every time I go shopping I end up mistaking somebody else's cart for mine - I end up pushing it some distance before its owner asks for it back. We usually laugh and I apologize. I would also not think twice about moving anybody's cart if it was in the way. It's nothing personal, the cart is not you, it's just an instrument for moving things around hence the wheels.