I was doing pipi in a public facility today and it never ceases - ever- to watch how we 'men' protect our little malignant wires as if they are copper plated. Shoulders hover and are carefully angled so as to not allow the potential homo peeping tom next to them to get a glimpse. For that unsolicited peek will reveal all truths! There were three stalls and I was forced to use the middle one - hate when that happens. I have to protect the frontiers on two fronts. If I were a counttry I'd be Poland with Germany and Russia breathing their imperial dragon garlic breath on me. It took a while after much concentration but my sack eventually emptied.
In a similar vain - vein - vane?- I observed a car cut off another. When the car that was mistreated caught up to the scumbag the standard stare was given. You know, the one where the look says "I am putting the evil eye on you. I'm on to you. You won't get away with this in another life - if you believe in reincarnation; which I don't. But you probably do even though you don't look Hindhu." Or something like that. Where are the cops when you want to witness someone get pinched?
Such are my days.
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