I walk to and from work.
And I walk fast.
These days, whenever I see a man in front of me
I walk quicker
Until I pass him.
It’s harmless.
And it feels good.
Sometimes men in suits pass me.
And I make it a point to speed by them even faster.
The shittier and more potato-shaped the man
And the fancier the suit,
The faster I fucking pass them.