Ham in a Wheelchair Attempts to Run Me Over in a Goodwill Background: My sister is making her own Halloween costume this year, right? So to gather materials, we (my sister, my mom, and I) are shopping around in a Goodwill. Actual story: I was going down the rows, which were fairly narrow but enough to fit small Goodwill shopping carts through. In comes Wheelham (who was once female, I believe), it's mother (also gross, Motherham), and it's sister (fairly fit, Skip). Wheelham's face is red and you can hear the huffing from a mile away, and Wheelham's chair won't fit through the aisle. Skip is stuck moving the clothing racks on either side before she is able to push Wheelham through. Motherham disappears somewhere in the maternity section. I snap a picture of Wheelham while she's dormant, void of her driving force.  Later on, I'm looking at clothes in the aisle Skip and Wheelham were approaching, and feeling bad for Skip I helped move the racks on one end. Wheelham saw the shirt I was looking at, and promptly snatched it off the rack as I returned to grab it. Skip tells Wheelham to put the shirt back on the rack, that if she wanted something like it she would have to find a different size, that I was already looking at it- "NO. I WANT THIS SHIRT." It sounded like 40-year-old chain smoker and someone who had just been a victim of attempted murder by suffocation. Everyone's looking at them, and Skip is noticeably embarrassed by the lardbag acting like a child. I chime in with a "I was looking at that shirt, I put it down to help you." This was returned with a I'm so sorry look from Skip and a look of rage from Wheelham. I stepped toward it was my hand outstretched, hoping foolishly that it would act civilized.. Nope, it rolls at full-speed towards me with the chair until Skip can grab the handles. Wheelham wasn't very fast, but there were people behind me and her chair took up the entire row. Skip snatches the shirt from Wheelham, hands it to me, and promptly rolls Wheelham (who is throwing a tantrum and reeing) out of the store without a single word. Motherham walked around the store for another 10-15 minutes while Skip and Wheelham were arguing, Wheelham reeing like a child told "no". tldr: Wheelchair-Ham attempts to run me over in her chair because she was upset a skinny dude would look better in a shirt than she would.