the next time someone is a fucking idiot to me in some store because they hate their job i'm just going to start accidentally knocking whatever is in reach on the fucking ground while maintaining eye-contact. this guy is dressed like a fucking CARROT and was a perfect gentleman. we talked for a few minutes on the topic of "what it's all about" and the guy just kept smiling. it was endearing. then he jumped in front of a truck and killed himself.
Bumped into this guy again today. We talked for a little bit, caught up... and then he coughed for a second and threw up about a gallon of blood. so about halfway through that I just jumped back on my fucking bike and sped off. "been a while, gonna be even longer till next time. sorry about the TB"