bad day
A friend of mine Andy also went through paranoid psychosis. He was in his house worrying and because of his worrying he was really getting through the fags. Soon enough horror of horrors he ran out. No one was around to help him (this is pre mobile) he needed fags, but he was too scared and paranoid to leave the house. Eventually nicotine craving beat paranoid fear and he left his house to buy as many fags as he could.

He had just left his house when a car pulled up and the window wound down

"Excuse me mate can you tell me how to get to...." the last bit he didn't catch
"Eh?" said Andy
" can you tell me how to get to...." again the inaudible destination
So Andy leaned in closer to hear what the guy was saying. As soon as he did the guy punched him in the head and drove off laughing.

Andy decided he didn't need fags that much and went back in the house
(sittingduck Attention seeking, bullshitting fuck-knuckle, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 15:55, 2 replies)

He should have been pleased to discover that he was not, in fact, being paranoid

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:45, closed)

Usually they steal your hat, not personally been caught with that one yet though.
(Benzyl, Tue 26 Jul 2011, 14:04, closed)