Super Powers and Bad Customer Service

Date: 11/3/2016

My girlfriend and I return to our flat to find two young men playing with our door lock. They look very shifty but claim to be the "workmen that were contacted by someone in the building". I call their bluff by saying it was me that rang them before catching them out. They get violent and one tries to attack me. I realise I have ultra special abilities in fighting. I have to be careful not to really hurt them. I dodge all their incoming attacks. They chase me across rooftops, through wooded areas and over fences for a long time until I finally have to fight back. I warn them that eventually I'll break one's jaw and one's nose. I am in a music shop looking for a wall mounted guitar stand. The man that works there shows me one that is way overpriced. As I go to leave I notice the shop also sells used plastic bottles each with varying levels of rainwater in them, priced individually, the full bottle going for over £50. I ask a lady sales assistant about them. She takes a mandolin from a shelf and sings an entire unrelated song in front of me. I wait, growing more impatient. She finally finishes the song and begins helping someone else. I complain and leave.