Maybe I Don't Want To Have a Good Day

Yesterday I went shopping with zero make-up, zero energy, and zero patience for anyone around me. Of course I had to be behind the most obnoxious people known to man in line at both Wal-mart and Target. And, of course, they had to try to talk to me, which just isn't encouraged when I feel like crap and would rather be moping in a corner somewhere. I wouldn't even look anyone in the eye - I'm sure they thought I was some sort of freak girl. In addition to other shoppers, I really wish those sales people wouldn't ask me if I needed help or ask how my day is going. I might hurt somebody one of these days. I'm not a nice person sometimes. See, I can admit it. I'm a big ol' meanie. Perhaps I should just realize when I can't be seen in public.