"Some people shouldn't be allowed to breed."

So, I have just returned from clothes shopping, a chore that I hate with a fiery passion because I can never find anything in my size and wind up frustrated and hating the world.
Only this time, I actually did find stuff in my size.
Sadly, most of it is synthetic blends, but at least it fits and it's work appropriate, which was the entire purpose of the shopping trip.
But on the way back to my car, I had an unpleasant altercation with a woman whose idiot child was blocking a doorway and would not move. Even after repeatedly being asked to do so.
Honestly, some people shouldn't be allowed to breed.
And I'm pissed off that I'm letting this little encounter stick with me, souring my mood. I keep replaying it in my head, wishing I'd done this or said that.
God, it's like high school all over again.
More later. - MEL