Today I got into a fight in the sandwich shop.
He wandered in off the road, looked rough round the edges and his breath smelt of alcohol. He walked up to people and yelled at them.
I had had a bad morning, usual work stuff. Bad emails, bad phone calls, bad decisions. He walked up to me and yelled in my face. I yelled back. I looked into his eyes and yelled in his face. I let out out all my frustrations in his face.
People, who had been ignoring him, the elephant in the room, stopped and stared. The tills went silent.
He looked at me, confused, blinked a couple of times and staggered out.
I picked up a sandwich and went to pay. My hands trembled. The girl gave me a free chocolate bar.
Next time, I'll hit him and see if I get a free jacket potato.
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