that feeling you get when you are at the grocery store and you can't fucking find what you need on your list so you end up roaming the whole fucking store trying to find shit, thus taking up an obscene amount of time that you could have been doing something else.
Bystander #1: What's wrong with that chick down in aisle seven?
Bystander #2: I don't know, she looks super pissed. She's probably having grocery rage.
Bystander #1: Oh, that poor soul.