I overheard a conversation the other morning as I was going to work, these two women around 30ish were walking out of the station. You know the really annoying type who think they’re really important and people couldn’t survive without them? And they were giving out about something and then one of them said really loudly “and we were in Gatwick and NONE of us had a pen!! It was one of those freaky, FREAKY days!”.
And I just thought, what a f*cking loser. How boring must their lives be if that’s what they call freaky? And then I worried about myself, because how boring must I be to have found that exchange amusing, and hit record and used up valuable brain space to store it
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