On my way home from work, about halfway home, a part of my moped fell right off, and landed in the road (clearly visible, and easy to dodge; barely any traffic), and en route to pick it up, I witnessed a truck driving by and swerve towards the part that fell off, and I heard an audible *SNAP* moments before I reached it to pick it up.
The trucker (a surfer type) that ran it over only stopped after I flipped them off for what they have (as far as I can assume, intentionally) done. Noticing that, passing by them, not even bothering to confront them over it because of how pointless it would be (also because it was a mostly cosmetic part), I just gave them an expression of "If you seek forgiveness from me, think again.", as I slowly passed by them, and slammed the accelerator back home.
It may have been a cosmetic piece, but regardless that fact, they intentionally ran over it AS I was coming back for it (not the part breaking that pissed me off, but the principle of the matter that this guy was beyond asshole). I want them to be paranoid of me, since I took the time to remember their vehicle (probably should have taken the time to read their plate; if at least to let them know I can confirm it's their car later on.), and their face, build, and etc.. I MIGHT return the favor, but I won't. I want their paranoia to do themselves in. Primarly because it's a common route, I would assume we both use.
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Add insult to injury, I JUST cleaned my moped today after a half-year or so of not really doing a full-detail clean on it. I wonder if anything supernatural just loves dicking around with me like this (or if people really are irredeemable sacks of flesh). It deserves a major ass kicking or a prolonged, and utterly painful exorcism. Hell, just let it take the mortal form of a spider, and I'll poison it to death (sans the usual mercy-kill immediately after said poisoning (to slow it down so I can hit it)), and we'll call it even. However, if it finds that prospect kinky, then I'll just kill it without second-thought, and no chance to escape as I usually offer, and just skip poisoning it overall. Whatever it (the supernatural asshole/troll) seeks, I shall deny it the satisfaction of gaining. For entities to this level, I do as I have been done unto. Deny me what makes me happy, or happiness in general, and I shall return the favor. It's a fair trade.
I'm still reminded of that dream where God got knocked out by a dream girl of mine, calling Him out for His asshole behavior as of late (and a good deal of my life), over-reacted, and nearly shit Himself when smiting/attempting to delete her out of existence and memory didn't work on them (as if He was up against something equally, or more powerful than Him.). My guardian angel (St. Micheal) was in agreement with her actions, saying He deserved it so many times over, he wished he could've done it himself (since like Book of Job times; so, not just for my sake.), but for obvious reasons, was not able to. It made me feel vindicated/avenged for the shit I've had to put up with for so long.