I almost got arrested once. Caught a BF cheating. Confronted him. In a supermarket. Threw merchandise at him. Bread, 2 liter bottles of soda, cans. The exBF has thus been nicknamed Mr. Cans. A Good Samaritan tried to intervene on Mr. Cans' behalf. That didn't work out so well. For him. It was a big kerfuffle. The manager called the police. They totally let me go, saying, "We think you had a reason to be upset." My hatred of cops subsided just a little that day. Thought about buying the cop some donuts. It was the supermarket where my estranged husband worked. Luckily, he was off that day. Until he decided to stop by for a pack of cigarettes...Right in the middle of the melee. Timing is everything...

I am the new Black.

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