Hurt isnt the word to describe how im feeling right now. I was just finishing my 8 hour shift at mcdonalds when i suddenly remembered i needed some cat food as i hadnt fed my cat in two days. Strutting into pets at home i was greeted by an older looking women maybe in her late 60s. She proceeded to sniff me and say i smell like horse poo. Locking eyes with her i began to feel myself tear up. How could my beloved trusted company do this to me? I felt rage come on me and i attacked her. I wasnt going to sit there and let a short fat old ginger women say that about me! Dogs were barking as me and the ginge scraped in the fish food isle. During our WWE mad fight she decided it was a good idea to scratch my eye. Blood began to pour out and i couldnt even cry. The security grabbed me and physically threw me out of the shop breaking my arm. Disappointed and stressed isnt the word. Its been 2 days and im still crying.