Thursday, June 28, 2007

Consequence of Insulting Sod's Law

Dave woke early, he had a dentist appointment at 10:15am. He had not been to this dentist before. He left with plenty of time to get there and, despite getting lost for a while, still arrived with almost 30 min to spare.

He sat down in the waiting area and banged his head on an awkwardly positioned cabinet.

After almost an hour wait, he went in to see the dentist.
"I've been told I need root canal work done."

"Oh..." said the dentist, and then she explained that due to the cost of root canal work, she was unable to offer it. Dave would need to go elsewhere.

Having wasted his morning, Dave swung back to Uni where he would meet his supervisor. There he spent the majority of his afternoon learning how inadequate his PhD work currently was.

"I remember my other student, Alex, he let me down enormously," his supervisor told him, "You remind me alot of him."

Onwards, Dave jumped on a bus to work. Here, dispite most of the bus being empty, a lady of aproximately 55 years of age, very drunk and ugly, decided to sit next to Dave.

"I want you up inside me," she informed Dave
"Go away," said Dave.

The conversation continued like this for the majority of the journey, a journey which usually takes 10 - 20 min, but for some reason today took half an hour.

"Why don't you wanna sh'.. me?" she asked
"There are too many reasons to list, go away, there are plenty of empty seats, pick one."

She swayed back and forth, half way between failing to look sexy and almost falling over, the result was almost comical. Most of her words were too badly slurred to be understood, but the occasional sentence came out.

"I wanna f**k you."
"That will NEVER happen, you're replusive, go away."

Eventually, a kind gentleman getting off the bus stole her glasses as he walked past and informed her if she wanted them back she would have to come and get them. She finally left. Dave thanked the man from the bottom of his heart.

Next up, as he went door to door, it started to piss down.

And the perfect end to the perfect day, he got a paper cut.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"a lady of aproximately 55 years of age, very drunk and ugly," this doesn't sound like you. I thought you never judge a person by looking.

Oh well, just to make u feel better, i got a paper cut as well.