Fatty triggered by the concept of people leaving their houses More venting than an actual story, but still fuming from this. So I'm standing at the corner of the sidewalk (ie, not at all blocking foot traffic, of which there was nearly none in the first place) playing trying to catch a magikarp  (shut up) and then this fat cunt decides that she wants to walk right against the edge of the building I'm leaning against and yells at me that I'm "not in your fucking house". Like it's my fault that she's too lazy to walk half a foot to the left and avoid crashing into me. Didn't respond because I couldn't be bothered, but damn it, I wish I had broken her fat face right there