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AM I A VIOLENT PERSON?

”description”Dear Diary, While I was at Fiesta the other day, picking up my delicious English Marmite, blackcurrant squash and Mr. Kipling's Apple Pies, the strangest thing happened to me. I was at the checkout but realised I need the gum that was on the next isle. So I nipped over and grabbed it - ever so quickly - but when I came back, there was another woman in my line. I politely asked her to excuse me so I could pay, but she wouldn't budge. So I had to squeeze past her not so slender rump, and as I did, I noticed her giving me a filthy dirty look...
Now, here she is, all up in my checkout line, not moving when I need to get by and now her eyes are telling me I'm about to get my arse beat! I decided I wasn't going to put up with it, and I asked her why she was looking at me like that, when all I needed to do was get past. Oh, my bad. She let me have it. She started shouting at me, and making out like I had practically assaulted her in trying to get by. I thought that she was about to hit me! Seriously, I only came in for some Marmite! Then I noticed something that took the cake. She was wearing a Fiesta shirt! She damn well worked there and was picking a fight with a customer! Needless to say, her manager promptly marched her off, apologised profusely, and told me she was going to get written up. Good, I thought, but now my adrenalin was all on fire! Was it wrong that I still felt like fighting her? I know she was allegedly pregnant, but she started it! How did this stupid, overtly aggressive woman in the supermarket affect me like that? Maybe I should have just taken the dirty look and let her go on being a bitch, but why should I? Tell you what, next time, she better look out...

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