"Damn it all," I muttered aggressively, my head spinning with all kinds of malice. This was NOT a good day for me – no, not at all. First of all, my slave had run off, leaving me to stir my hot chocolate into my mug all by myself – and then having to actually put my spoon in the sink – with NO AID – how terrible! "Crap yo, Watson," I screamed, flooring my limo into the parking lot. I heard a faint shriek in the distance, but ignored it. I don't have time for this crap.

I got out of the car, saw a mutilated body, and entered the shopping centre. "To the chemist," I mumbled to myself, trying to remember how exactly one shops. "Perhaps it involves – human interaction," I realized, a light bulb dawning in my head. "This – this – this cannot be so! I'm not a SOICAL person, I – I should not have to lower myself to these commoner's standards! I AM A GOD! YOU ARE ALL NOTHING!" I screamed.

Upon entering the supermarket, I couldn't help but notice something strange. After a while I had to acknowledge the truth of the matter:

There were people here. In the shops. With me. Unacceptable.

"Get out of my way," I snarled, shoving on elderly lady and her young granddaughter onto the cement ground. "Coming through!" Increasing carnage gathering around me, pushed my way to the front of the milk aisle. "Where the HELL is the full cream milk?!" I threw my arms up in the air in frustration, "How can I be expected to dine on this-this-this skim milk?! Atrocity upon atrocity!"

"Uhm..." a young mortal in blue clothing approached me, defiling me with his presence, "Can you not? It's, like, wrong to say stuff like that..."

I gazed imperiously down at him. "Shut," I said, "the HELL up."

"What?" he snapped. I snapped my fingers and the simpering creature I generously called my slave appeared, dressed in brown mortal clothing.

"Yes!?" he exclaimed, and I held a hand to my head. Me...I thought in agony, It's only been half a minute and I already have a headache...

"This piece of carrion is offending me," I pointed at the angry-looking mortal, who was talking into a phone-like device. Several people surrounded me and my slave and looked angrily at us.

Ah, humans are such an amusing species.