Disappointment

I've been looking forward to indulging in a little retail therapy. I need some clothes. Town was so busy today; so many incredibly obnoxious characters. In the first hour we saw a guy just let his dog crap on a busy pavement and walk off, people throwing their rubbish into the street, and why must everyone stop in doorways? Why is the narrowest gap the most attractive to just...stand? I'm sick of it. The lack of self-awareness; the complete self-centredness.

I'm so bored of walking towards a bunch of people coming in the other direction, taking up an entire path, and just not making way. Can't you see people coming towards you? What's the thought process? Presumably the notion of oncoming traffic isn't a fresh concept to people. Why is it that whenever I go out, I come across the only people who seem unaware that there are other people? Imagine going out and realising, for the first time, that you're not alone. Like I Am Legend in reverse. Must be a real culture shock. Why do I expend so much attention trying to navigate gaps, when others move around like they have snow ploughs fitted?

We had an extremely disappointing ice-cream, and a...fine? Detroit-style pizza. I didn't find any clothes. I'm just going to go to Uniqlo and get a week's worth of basics.

I think I'm done going to the high street to actually try to achieve something. Shops are specifically designed to be hostile to customers; to bewilder them and trick them into spending money. They deserve to die. Today I saw a bag of crisps for £4; they didn't even sound nice.