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Hell Pass

The first week of December 2010 was a rough week for me.  It was the week before finals and I was also having some personal issues so I was all in all in a crappy mood.  I was shopping at my friendly neighborhood Meijer to pick up a few essentials but not too much as I would soon be returning home for a month and I didn’t want a bunch of food to spoil. 

            As always the first thing I did was walk over to the book section and check out the new releases.  My bad mood seemed to be growing exponentially as I took in the best sellers by some of America’s greatest authors Sarah Palin, Bill O’Reilly and Glen Beck.  My blood was boiling when all of a sudden boom!  I almost was taken to the ground by another shopper who collided with me and made me stumble three or four steps.  “Hey watch it!” I exclaimed in a cornucopia of anger.  I turned towards the perpetrator and found that they were a tandem.  The first guy was about six foot-three and about thirty-five years old.  It was then that I noticed that he was holding the other gentleman by the elbow and leading him.  The other gentleman, the one who ran into me, was wearing sunglasses and carrying a walking stick.

            So I just asked a blind man to do the one thing that he cannot do which is “watch it.”  His guide guy turned to me and asked shocked and annoyed “Excuse me!?!”  I was frozen with fear and embarrassment.  The right thing to do would be to be a big boy and apologize.  I choose to say “umm…” at which time I ducked into an adjacent aisle and I began sprinting in the opposite direction.  Let’s see, I now have messed with minorities, obese people, disabled people and the elderly solidifying my reservation in hell.