because i'm still slightly fuming about it and i should stop dwelling but it's hard to not simmer in my pot of hatred stew because it smells damn delicious and i enjoy being angry.
but i digress. because i had done the responsible thing on friday and reserved some flicks on a local redbox. so all i would have to do was roll through and pick them up sometime on saturday. so i did just that. i picked up some diet food stuffs, checked out at the grocery store, and journeyed to the redbox while chatting with my momma. two women, unbeknownst to me, had apparently set up camp at the redbox machine and were carrying on about movie watching decisions like it was a goddamn united nations summit. initially i had no issues (although it's rude as shit to spend an obscene amount of time picking a redbox movie) since i was on the phone with my mom. i was telling her this story and in retrospect i can semi-understand where perhaps the skank bags in front of me may have attributed my story telling/attitude towards the current redbox sloth-like selection of movies. so imagine my surprise when of the tortoises masked as a woman finished up, walked away, and threw this statement over her shoulder at me "patience is a virtue, maybe you should learn some."
and i immediately lost it. and proceeded to follow her around the corner and politely ask her if she was talking to me. when she smirked and nodded i succinctly told her to shut her goddamn twatbag mouth. her mother didn't like that. my momma laughed and told me to relax. but really. don't talk to me about patience. because this is the girl that hasn't a carb since new year's and i sincerely don't need some rude whore making over the shoulder comments at me because she doesn't have the vagina strength to say it full-forced to my face.
and i understand full well that still being angry about that turtle-paced bitch is unreasonable.
i've been looking at pictures of these dummies all morning instead.