Sunday, January 16, 2005

Do not EVER approach me when I am entering or exiting the grocery store.

Or any store, for that matter. You have no right to bother me when I am obviously task-oriented and particularly when I am carrying things.

Today's perpetrator was someone representing the so-called "Stars and Stripes Committee," a woman in a man's grey suit wearing an offensive American flag-resembling ball cap. I have no idea what this committee represents, other than new lows in women's fashion, and nor do I want to discuss politics as I am exiting Albertson's Supermarket (I normally do not shop at this terrible chain, but they have the lowest prices on detergent). This absolutely horrible woman called to me as I walked out of the store, but I was having none of it. As her repeated entreaties for "a moment of my time" grew louder, so grew my fury at her importunations. It is enormously insulting for a person like that to assume that my mind is so weak as to be changed by someone with a card table and access to stencils. She was obviously insane. My hate for her burned white-hot, and I will do everything in my power to make sure that groups are no longer allowed to pitch tables at the entrances to stores. Civic Law must have a provision of this sort. That is all. Do NOT email me on this subject.