Either I am crazy or this city is making me crazy. I have just witnessed this, where a male taxi driver, in his late thirties stopped in the middle of the boulevard causing a commotion and a scene at a woman driver in the car behind who allegedly had done something wrong. He walked to her screaming, and threatening to beat and kill her.
To which I reported the incident to his boss. And I feel better.
Mojik-country.
I was about to say the weather was bearable, when I arrived at the store. It was closed.
I was about to say that the store was closed and I did not have the chance to buy the tickets after walking and perspiring for half an hour, when I noticed they had a problem larger than mine. A water pipe has leaked and the leak was so big it eventually made it through and the ceiling collapsed.
I was about to say that I couldn’t buy the concert tickets because of a stupid flooding, when a cheeky teenager sneaked in front of me, cutting the line. I ordered two cheeseburgers. Calmly. Before her. At the other cashier.
I was about to say it’s not that bad a day after all, when I stepped into a chewing gum. And that did it. I had to rant about it!
Remove the balls, and you will have a pretty accurate picture of my life.
I might bite a bit.
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