[–] la_fupacabra 0 points 3 points 3 points (+3|-0) ago
How did you not go nuclear on them? That's absolutely uncalled for, I would have gotten a manager or just settled things in a classy manner via screaming match. Your patience and restraint are admirable af.
[–] sugarcoatedstrych9 [S] 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago (edited ago)
I seem to have two modes: Shut down, or nuclear. I chose to shut down this time, I think, because I was already so volatile it would have just gotten UGLY if I'd responded. I chose to snap and shut down rather than snap and spill blood and adipose. So I chose flight rather than fight, unfortunately. I need to start going in for the fight anymore, when the situations actually deserve it. I have some social anxiety even at the best of times which is why I tend to choose flight over fight, but I really need to start calling people out on this shit anymore. I can't let them get away with it and think what they're doing is okay or right.
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[–] sugarcoatedstrych9 [S] ago
Now that I've calmed down and had some time to think about it, and reading all the responses and comments here, I have so many golden lines I could have responded with. I need to just get my shit together and be ready next time, not giving a fuck about social consequences in situations that don't matter, to people who matter even less.
[–] ridsloth 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago (edited ago)
I realize it might be difficult to make yourself do such a thing in the heat of the moment, but still, when read the part about the fatty berating her companion over the number of coke bottles in the cart, it occurred to me how funny it would be to just go at one of their carts and start putting their beetus back on the shelf faster than they could load it in. See if you could make the pig work up a sweat fighting for its sugars. This way you don't have to worry about assault charges, but you can be satisfied with the knowledge that coming between a cow and its coke is actually more devastating to it than damaging its garbage sack of a body. If it asks what you think you're doing, pretend you thought it was an employee stocking the shelves, due to the massive quantities of shit in its cart, and you just wanted to help. :)
Fuck fat freaks and I hope you're not injured.
[–] PCOSBelle 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago
You didn't need to attack IT, you should have attacked its cart. Dump the cart. Pick the most beetusy treats out and take them away while saying, "You don't need this. Oh, and you definitely don't need this!" I honestly can't even imagine having someone purposely run into me like this. Just asking it a question doesn't fucking do anything.
[–] 6171738? 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago (edited ago)
I read the title and thought to myself "oh yeah, well unfortunately that happens". Then I read your story, fucking A. Apparently your workout outfit was extremely triggering. I absolutely 110% also admire the restraint you showed. Maybe next time throw your energy drink at it's head? But no seriously, I applaud you.
The last "fight" I had in a grocery store was in Whale Mart around Christmas. Like an idiot I forgot to get a few baking supplies. I didn't get hit or run over but this fat bitch had stuck her enormous ass out in the middle of the aisle along with her cart while carrying on a cell phone conversation. She was completely oblivious to the fact that a half a dozen people had lined up behind her trying to get around. I screamed at her to move her fat ass out of the damned way. She yelled back "rude!" I screamed at her that I wasn't the one whose ginormous ass was blocking the entire frigging baking aisle and hauled butt. I feel your pain. Shame we can't just run them down with our cars in the parking lot isn't it?
[–] neveragainfatty 0 points 6 points 6 points (+6|-0) ago
I like to count, with my child, the amount of items in peoples carts as we wait in the 15 items or less lane. Without my kid no one feels shame when I count out their items. When my two and a half year old child does the counting and I ask her if they should be in this line they actually feel the required shame to change lanes most of the time.
I have never had to count the number of items of humans. All fats and obeasts.
[–] 6172339? 0 points 2 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago (edited ago)
Hmmmm..... maybe I should borrow a niece and try this out. It's usually just me or my SO and I (no kids). All I can do is fuss loudly about it and yep, just like you said, no response is what I get for all my trouble. I did ask one of the cashiers in Whale Mart once why don't they just tell people who pull this garbage that they will have to move to another line? Because... they aren't allowed. I asked why in the hell they even have express lanes then? No answer. I feel for their employees I really do. I would last about an hour working there. I hate Whale Mart. I try not to shop there but my SO will want to go and I get dragged along at least a few times a month despite my protests.
[–] sugarcoatedstrych9 [S] 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago (edited ago)
It's a damn shame we can't do that. But I like my car, and don't feel like paying for repairs after hitting enormous objects that probably weigh half what my car does.
[–] veganesthie 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
I would have fucking flipped her cart over. "I guess"? I've done worse for less.
[–] vegetariancatlover 0 points 3 points 3 points (+3|-0) ago
Dude this fucking me furious as all hell. I'm not sure how you managed to keep calm