Woke up with a sore, scratchy throat this morning and no cold remedies left in the house, so braved the crowds at my local Sainsbury's to stock up. I mention this because I wouldn't choose to shop on Christmas Eve unless absolutely necessary.
Came back to my car, and this prize dickhead had totally blocked me in. Waited for 10mins in the cold and drizzle and the fuckwit didn't even apologise. Said I could've squeezed in if I'd tried. Then tried to blame his (because of course it was a fucking man), shit parking on the car on the other side.
Disclaimer: I would never actually do such a thing. I have been brought up better than that, and the thought never even entered my head at the time. I'm just fantasising about it now, as I'm sat here nursing a lemsip.
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