Hi Collette. Your anguish has provoked me to type a little something to wash away the pain, or at least just commiserate (even though my fingers were horribly crushed when run over by a Kangaroo driving a stolen car, and typing is very painful).
Maybe the guys didn't talk to you because it is very difficult to say anything when you have just damaged someones car and you know that there is not anything you can do to make it go away. Even total losers like them can feel shame! But I find it hard to believe that they don't know the English for "sorry".
You probably did the right thing by not retaliating (even though I almost certainly would have). It was your choice, and you chose not too. So well done! People like you are the peacemakers of the world - nobody said it would be easy.
Anyway, in the scheme of things, I reckon cleaning up the shit in Tarjay toilets would have to be worse, and you've already been there and done that.
OK, I don't know where I'm going with this, so I'll just stop now. What were you saying about being fed grapes on heated pillows, by scantily clad women?
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Hi Collette. Your anguish has provoked me to type a little something to wash away the pain, or at least just commiserate (even though my fingers were horribly crushed when run over by a Kangaroo driving a stolen car, and typing is very painful).
Maybe the guys didn't talk to you because it is very difficult to say anything when you have just damaged someones car and you know that there is not anything you can do to make it go away. Even total losers like them can feel shame! But I find it hard to believe that they don't know the English for "sorry".
You probably did the right thing by not retaliating (even though I almost certainly would have). It was your choice, and you chose not too. So well done! People like you are the peacemakers of the world - nobody said it would be easy.
Anyway, in the scheme of things, I reckon cleaning up the shit in Tarjay toilets would have to be worse, and you've already been there and done that.
OK, I don't know where I'm going with this, so I'll just stop now. What were you saying about being fed grapes on heated pillows, by scantily clad women?
Mmmmmm, scantily clad pillows. H
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