Going underground

.. to hide.

My day was absolutely horrible.
Every flippin person in this town were out - the first day after Christmas the shops are open and people get into a frenzy. Every place was packed, there's much pushing and shoving and general discomfort - the Zara clothing store being the culmination of all this.. A female infested inferno of these sorry lifeforms fighting over overprized, dull-colored, boring clothing that everybody else is also gonna wear next time you go to have a nice little glass of bubbly after work with yout so-called friends with whom you then get to critisize everything everybody else is wearing.
(Even sorrier were the spouses and boyfriends, hiding in corners and under the table too horrified and panicky to even use the opportunity to take a sly peak at the passing girl's ass.)
After a while, you get too drunk on the bubbly, (and by this time, the shots have also started coming in) cos you haven't eaten - for God's sakes, you've got to count your calories, especially after Christmas' binge eating - and after a couple of more hours you end up calling the bitch that had bought the same top you had wanted, but she stole the last one, an ugly, fat cow and pulling her hair while you have your Christmas-discount-2-for-the prize-of-1-mascara running down on your cheeks and you're a bloody drunken mess that is about to be gently steered out of the restaurant.

Christ.

And, how stupid do you really have to be to bring your kids out, on a day like this, in prams and such, and block every isle in every effing store with your screaming, hungry, sweating offspring that make even the most religious, pious people seriously consider strangling you and your kids, right there, right now, without flinching just to make the noise stop and get past you?

So what was my excuse for chipping in this chaos?
As my former picture tells you, I'm pretty sick and had to get meds and sustenance of some sort. And as i didn't have anyone to do it for me, I had to go myself.
I actually contemplated on coughing on somebody, just to get over my acute misanthropy but then i restrained myself. Cos I wouldn't wanna spoil anyone's Christmas spirit now would I..