nothing to say

It's funny that just when you think you hit rock bottom, you turn around to find a shovel and a sign saying "Dig."

cripes

things are not looking promising.

yes!

it's all good.

oh you gotta be kidding me

I won't go into much detail, because the following happened in Italian and a lot of
it would be lost in translation.
Today I went to the supermarket and got a shopping basket thrown at me by an
enraged, deranged woman.
Yup. This is the effect I am now having on people.
I was minding my own business, IN LINE like a civilized person should behave, when
Heavens! I had failed to notice crazy woman's basket about 2 feet away from the register queue.
How dare I not deduce that she was still shopping and smartly STILL KEEPING her
place in the line by the use of the imaginary friend standing in front of me??
I have one lady ahead and so I slowly inch forward, only to find this woman
staring angrily at me.
"Where are you going?" she yells.
"I'm sorry?..." I say completely befuddled.
"I'M NEXT."
Now I understood and starting getting peeved. CLASSIC Italian move.
"No, ma'am...you're not. I have been in line along with the other people
behind me and there was no sight of you or your basket, so I don't think so."
She started turning colors. A horrible fight ensued where I stayed cool
and looked like a reasonable person, and she yelled and called me names
and then threw her basket at me. I still kept my calm. I must have been
drugged by my own adrenaline because I swear when it was over I started
trembling and thought I would seriously rip her face off.
The cashier intervened, on MY behalf...especially since, well, it was HER fault.
And everyone knows me in that market. We're family. She looked insane and humiliated
herself, I looked like a saint.
Has this ever happened to anyone, or am I the only one who lives in this backward,
rude world?!