The good news...
I am starting to get a little better, a little better.
Clearly my hallucinating ways are here to stay for the time being.
Ventured outside today for Christmas presents..
I ended up verbally abusing a bus driver.
I have never done this before. Only in my head many, many times, in one of those scenarios when you make up a witty and cutting comeback a long time after being insulted by somebody, and you feel all smug with yourself until you realise you can't use it.
I need to point out to those of you who do not live in the UK, or indeed those who do, but are blessed with a satisfactory transport system, that many bus drivers (I shall not generalise, as it's a lovely surprise when you come across a well mannered one) in my city are the scum of the hideous transport system, dishing out nasty vibes and starts to people's mornings.
Despite being a rather openminded person, I have no tolerance for rude bus drivers (there is no need for it) and combined with my flu and a short short fuse (he'd been dissing an old lady y'all) rather a lot of anger poured out of me in a rather undignified but nonetheless satisfying way as I stumbled off of the bus.
Once on the pavement, I turned around to see the driver cackling in my direction as the bus whizzed nastily past and the other passengers sat gormlessly in their seats and I had a little sob to myself wishing I had stayed in bed.
expect me back tomorrow with more of a spring in my step..
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Posted by discotheque confusion at 1:47 a.m.