All I wanted was to grab something quick to eat. And when I got around to that after changing my cashy money over to Euros [highway robbery!], it seemed that was everyone else’s idea too. I know my idears are genius, but can we please not be sheeple long enough for me to get a slice of quiche without loud kids, angry moms wrangling in said loud miscreants who escape eventually nearly running into everyone busily having my genius idea and pushy old couples learning that ‘accidentally’ hitting me with their bags wasn’t going to get me to move out of their way. In fact, I have two bags, and you’re shorter than I am. I don’t even have to turn that much to return the favor.
As if I needed reminding how much I don’t like people en masse.
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