Today, while crossing the road on my way to work, I found myself deep in concentration. If I don’t concentrate deeply on crossing the road, I will get hit by a moving vehicle because people in St. John’s are careless fucktards like that.
So there’s two guys standing on the corner near me, and one says: “Excuse me.”
I glance at him, and he grins and motions to his smile as an indication for me to smile. This man, standing on the corner with long, silver hair in a NEON WINDBREAKER, is telling me to lighten up. I burst out into erratic laughter.
“That’s right sweetheart, smile.”
Oh yeah asshole, I’ll smile. I’ll smile because secretly in my head I’m thinking about punching you in the balls. I don’t like mornings. And I don’t like you.
Abby Lee – Diary of a Sex Fiend
I wish this girl were my real friend. She’s an ANIMAL. Word of advice: THIS IS NOT GOOD BEDTIME READING. Unless you have a drawer of toys nearby. Check out her blog: http://girlwithaonetrackmind.blogspot.com
umm…nothing worse, anytime of the day, to be told to smile. Maybe there’s a smile on the inside and it’s just not intended for the outside.
Wow. You’d NEVER get that kind of people in Singapore. Strangers just don’t talk to each other, which is kinda sad.
hahahahahaha how do these things happen to you?! i love you.
exactly, i mean what if i were having some terrible day? like my puppy just died or i got fired or found some kinda syringe in my cereal?
really? it’s pretty common here, small city though. let’s trade places!
“syringe in my cereal”?? Lolwut!