I wake up.
Okay, I don't wake up, I just haven't gone to bed at all...
I have to go to the bank at nine in the fucking morning because I, somehow, have managed to make four different transactions from my bank account without having any recollection of the events.
I walk for 15 minutes so I can go to the nearby store, to get a coffee, pack of cigarettes and bus money.
And there are I am, no sleep whatsoever, a freshly opened refrigerated coffee in one hand, a freshly lit cigarette in the other, waiting at the bus stop, with only nice thoughts of butterflies and peace and tranquility in my mind.
And this girl comes and goes:
"There is no smoking at the bus stop..."
"There is no smoking at the bus stop..."
So naturally I say back:
"No hablo Ingles."
"No hablo Ingles."
To my bloody morning surprise she repeats the statement in Spanish.
So once again I, naturally, say:
"No hablo espanol."
"No hablo espanol."
And then she starts nagging and nagging how I'm this and that and no smoking at the frikking bus stop.
And I gently lift one hand to signal her to shut up, and for the third type, naturally, say:
"No hablo any fucking language this early in the morning."
"No hablo any fucking language this early in the morning."
And then... the things that came out of that mouth. Words, comparisons, slurs... It's just so much.
Headphones in. Ass of the bench. Cigarette outside of bus stop, with the rest of me following closely after it.
Sometimes, even if not intended, we kinda are jerks to other people, and despite the fact that it's so fucking early in the morning and all I wanted was to enjoy my coffee and smoke, being a jerk ain't cool.
That's a very important life lesson right there.
Don't be a jerk.
Thanks for reading.
PS: Now that I think about it, she was also kinda jerk-ish, but I was jerk-ish first so...
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