Kat's Great Idea Part 4 (Ruined by Ketchup)

I just went to the bank which in itself is normally pretty depressing, not because I don't have any money - I'm so used to that so it generally doesn't worry me too much. No The fact that banks in themselves are the most soulless places in the world and when they start telling me how much they want to save me money they tend to make me vomit a little.

And on the way back from the bank some little brat steps our of the corner store not looking where she was going and chucks her greasy ketchup soaked chips all down my cardigan. Said "for fucks sake" then walked off, no "sorry for ruining your cardie and making you smell like archway kebab center".

I dunno, kids today...