There was this joke that a true lady would rather be separated from her husband than from her bag. I now have a question. What happens with the husband when the lady meets with these bags?
(before you click you should know this is a pro-bono post)
I broke a glass, he broke a six feet tall mirror. Then he spilled a glass of red wine on my white covers and couch. What should I do?
What was the 20 something female guard in the supermarket wearing today? A black t-shirt reading “security services PMS”.
Is it still music if I have my headphones on, but can hear what you are playing on your own set of headphones?
So what do you do? You are an adult Caucasian gay traveling when you observe an attractively tanned guy with little white spider on his shoulder within your arm reach on the airport bus, so there are people.
Why is the post office not selling boxes? Nor white wrapping paper, nor tape? You know, all the stuff needed to send other stuff by post?
Why, in this century, cannot they accept a card payment and, therefore, why does one have to pay cash?
Why is not all this preliminary information available on their website and why cannot one find it with only one call? Like instead of three?
Why if I want to buy a ticket which is 30 ron in presale, I have to actually pay 47 ron, delivery included, when I can get it at the door with 45 ron? Who is sleeping at the marketing department?
And so on. mind you, I only complain about the little things in life.
OK, so I have decided to dust up this place.
I am currently planning breakfast, assessing life, living change, and having one piece of good news: www.inimacopiilor.ro has managed to raise 50% of their euro 500,000 target.
What can be easier than an sms worth of 2 euros?
Why, when you have no more battery, your laptop is still as heavy?!
They have wired me the money. If the bank commission is that high, I should not be paying income tax for the whole amount! MOFOS!
If you smoke me, I’ll smoke you back! Who the f*ck is cooking fish at 8 a.m. on a Sunday morning and why do I have to notice this when I enter the bathroom trying to brush off my teeth and hangover?
What is this city coming to? I passed next to a hospital the other day and mark for the pedestrian street was stuck on purpose on a pole in the middle of a lateral acces road. Are people sick?
The day can only go higher after you see a red Mini featuring a license plate reading MM number EMO. Which I have before this weekend.
… “Can I call you sometime?”
Yes, you can, coming out can be tough.
LATER EDIT: I have watched Milk the other day. Would it make for a reasonable argument, you reckon?
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