...today I worked out in the front garden and got done what I wanted to get done so I came inside to have a shower... having had said shower I then came into my computer room for some computer time... I decided to have a quick glance at what I did to see what it looked like from inside the house... there was a small bit of blustery wind outside...
...as I was looking at my work that I had done the wind was blowing an empty plastic shopping bag on
the other side of the road all the way down our street from about 3 houses back... I repeat...
on the other side of the road... as I was watching the plastic bag wafting around in the gust of wind it suddenly veered towards my garden...
...I'm sitting there looking out of the window saying to myself... "don't come over here so that
I have to grab it and put it in the bin... just don't!"... they
always end up in my garden and I
always have to do the work to put it in the bin... (it's an ongoing thing... they never end up in
other peoples gardens... just mine!)... so guess what happens?... it blows over into
my garden and snags itself onto an exposed branch on a bush that has been trimmed a couple of days before...
...I just said... "bloody typical!... it
ALWAYS happens to me!... why does it always happen to
me?"... I thought to myself... stuffit!... I'm
not getting up out of my computer chair... I'm
not going to the front door... I'm
not going to walk all the way over to there... I'm
not going to put it in the garbage bin!"...
...I turned my back on it and started to busy myself on the computer... I looked out there 5 minutes later... (it was still flapping around and still attached to that branch)... I looked again a few minutes later... (the damn thing was still flapping)... again... (still flapping)... I lasted a full 20 minutes!... then I cracked and said... "fuckit! fuckit! fuckit!"... I got up... stomped to the front door with the shits... opened the screen door and slammed it behind me... I walked halfway up the driveway swearing my head off and another gust of wind blew it loose and it wafted off down the street on it's way to wherever!!!!!...
...that little bastard waited for me to crack and then freed itself!... I bloody well know that it did!... that rotten little mongrel!... jeez I hate when inanimate objects beat me!... (have a rum Sticky!... settle petal!)... I dunno... sometimes things are put on this planet just to piss me off sometimes... I'm certain of it!... cheers.












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