Today, me (42 f) and my friend (29f) decided to make mash potatoes. This did not go well. They were watery, and undercooked, so I decided to order a mcdonald's. This also did not go well. I wasn't feeling particularly hungry, so I ordered a chicken mayo, a small Fanta and a mini mcflurry. However, when my driver arrived, he'd brought me someone else's order. It was a 20 sharing box of nuggets and 4 bbq sauces. I HATE chicken nuggets. And who needs 4 bbq sauces!

When I'd descoverd the crying delivery drivers transgressions I was furious!

I like to think of my self as a kind and patient person, however after the mash potatoes and my failed marriage, I lost it.

I grabbed him out of his car and began to violently beat him with a crowbar.

He started crying again.

But I was still not pleased, it had ruined my night entirely and I now had 20, stale, undesirable chicken nuggets. And 4 BBQ SAUCES!!!

This is not what I ordered.

This is not what I wanted.

I left him out in the cold, harsh, unforgiving night.

He cried for me to call an ambulance, too which I declined.

I left him.

As a entered the warmth of my home I turned, giving the wailing delivery drive one final look. I was Victorious in this game we call life.

Then I went made a cuppa and relaxed with some emmerdale. but NOT Hollyoaks. I HATE Hollyoaks.

So people of reddit, am I the asshole?