What a day, what a day
Things happen in your life. Small things that give spikes on your Life-o-meter. Today I got lots of them.
First, while waiting for the bus this morning, I saw 2 big yellow buses coming, followed by a funeral car. It’s sides are made of glass so I could see coffin, flowers, photo, and all that jazz clearly. It’s a bit creepy if you ask me to see things like that. A few minutes later, *another* similar funeral car passed by, this time with lots of tiny golden statues around the coffin. What are the chances that you meet 2 transparent, funeral cars within few minutes from each other?
Then my bus came. Few seconds after I sat inside, there’s a bridal car coming out of a car park. Well, well, 1 wedding and 2 funerals!
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My flight leaves tonight at midnight. As I dragged my trolley out to get a cab, I saw an old man fell on the other side of the road. What else could I do except to rush and make sure he’s ok. But he didn’t seem to hear me and a car was turning to the street and came facing him! Only when I told him that there’s a car coming did he realise I was there. I wasn’t sure if he’s drunk but he did look a bit weird.
Then there was this woman standing behind me in the check-in queue who stood so near that her bag poked my butt each time she moved, and she just had to put her trolley half an inch from mine. What is wrong with you??? Don’t you ever hear of personal space??