I'm not a misanthrope, I just hate people.

Asda guy: Careful, sir!

1) I crashed into the bollard at the end of the aisle because I was avoiding crashing into him

2) I couldn't simply stop because the bloody useless Asda wheelchair trolley was in the process of detaching itself from my chair.

3) Patronising git.

Then I got back to the car and the back of my chair wouldn't collapse as normal. Despite the fact I could see the peg that holds it disengaging. Finally managed to get it in lying sideways with wheels off. Still got that to fix.

Then I'm driving home doing 30mph, just about to pass a car parked on the apex of a bend, and the driver throws open her door and gets out.

I'm glad my brakes worked.

And even more glad the guy's behind worked.

I was not happy by the time I got home. And my back was so unhappy I had to go to bed. (It's fine now, but....)