I was unkind to a man at Walmart. He was a jerk to be sure.

Still, there was no need for me to say “I have corn in my shite bigger than you”, or “I enjoyed your cameo in The Hobbit”, or “What, are you going to kick my arse all the way back to the Shire?”

He was small of stature, I am not, and embarrassingly I carry words in lieu of sticks & stones.

I apologized for my words and left.