I did not have to meet the nice men with the hug-me-jacket, nor did I have to go to the looney bin. It was close at one point though when a person decided it was a good idea to stop in the middle of a doorway. I repeat IN THE MIDDLE OF A DOORWAY!!! Now, I was stressed out. It was just a few minutes left until I had to put the mail in the postbox. Do you think I appreciated how he blocked my exit from the shop? Not sure if he was just stupid or suicidal. Got to be either one of them. I can't think of any other reason to stand in the way of me when I'm steaming and so stressed that my hair was on end. Despite wearing hair in pony tail I looked much like an angry porcupine. Some people are enigmas.
So, I avoided the looney bin, not sure about keeping sanity though because I need to brave the shops once again tomorrow. Probably after making some gingerbreads and eating them so I become nice again.