I'm so tired of them. Some fat negress in the grocery store was taking up the entire aisle I was trying to turn into. I scooted past as best I could while saying "pardon me" and she moved to the side a bit so I could squeeze by. When I had gotten about ten feet away, she muttered "but you still gotta be first" under her breath, as if her gigantic fat ass wasn't just standing in the middle of the aisle blocking it, as if she was actually moving somewhere.
Personal progress > Perceived perfection
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