Busy supermarkets are among my least favourite places in the world. Instead of a shining example of modern convenience, I get a showcase of some of the worst human traits, made all the more irritating by them being ultimately benign. Buildings packed with shuffling creatures, utterly oblivious to the world around them, selfish, ignorant and, of all things, just plain rude! (gasp)
For every pound I spend, I pick up ten misanthropy points.
Hence the suit. If I’m going to negotiate an assault course of veering trolleys, careening children and dastardly queue cutters, I want to be doing it at 200mph; backflipping, bullet-timing and powersliding down every aisle.
Rant over! Really enjoyed Vanquish by the way. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking it up…