I was walking along earlier when a little old guy in front of me just randomly stopped for no apparent reason and without warning. Fortunately I was on the ball and managed to stop myself, I may have sent the old boy flying otherwise.
The tool directly behind me was not on the ball, however, and slammed straight into the back of me with enough force to push me into the old boy in front. I was then complained at by the idiot behind for stopping so suddenly, and also the old boy for bumping into him.
Old people and idiots should only be allowed in public during certain hours of the day.
A couple of years ago my wife and I crossed Wood St on our way to the furniture shop on the corner.
As we crossed, an old lady on the other side spun round and yelled "look where you're going!"
Bearing in mind we weren't even close to her, I said "excuse me?"
She replies "are you trying to knock me over or something?!"
I just said "oh piss off you old bag" and went on my way.
10 minutes later while in the shop talking to one of the assistants, she storms in and exclaims to me "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME AN OLD BAG!" And then stormed off in a huff.
It was really busy in there too and everyone just stopped and looked at me.
It was like a scene from Curb Your Enthusiasm.
