Another day, another set of chores, some undone some on the way. The eagerness to go home, the need to be alone, the need to be somewhere, the desire to live a life freely without inhibitions. No time to blog, sometinmes no system to blog. Mind is never vacant, sleep evades. Fear of bugs terrifying. Need to grow, need to be a child again. Need to be somewhere else, a happy place a place for me.
So many things to talk about, so many things to ponder , no time to write.
Last thursday was one of the horrible days ever. Without exaggerating the story in short goes like this- I board a volvo at the signal, grab a seat, and the next thing i know there are people checking for tickets. It was hardly over ten seconds, and the conductor dint even have time to issue the tickets, and the bugger goes harrassing me to produce a ticket or pay fine. There was a lady with him checking, and whoever said women have compassion have not met this woman! It's like they were hell-bent to make money that day. There were quite a few galiant men who came to my rescue. I was pretty fine to handle the situation myself had no one come to my aid, cause for my luck I had just 30 bucks and the third option was for me to head to the station with them. Which i would have done gladly cause i dint want to pay them a single penny.
I raised my voice i argued back. But once everyone else started shouting i dont know what happened and me became the filmi bharatiya abla naari and silent tears strolled down my cheeks. It was fury and anxiety, I was glad there were so many guys to back me, but it somehow worked against me. Well then they just let it go after all the bickering and begging by the passengers and conductor respectively. I felt really sorry for the conductor as he would have suffered the consequences. Well lesson learnt, not to climb a bus at anywhee other than the bus stop.
There were many other things which made the day worse but i just cant remember it right now.Anyways, weekend was really good. :D
Then again the same routine began. And right now i'm pisd off big time as BB has gone to trading floor knowing i'll be leaving in half hour. This means i have to stay back longer, which is so not happening. I have been breaking my head all day long solving an issue i have no clue bout. Plus gubs mtexted to eat and come so that does not make my day any better.
I should breathe! Hell Hath no fury like a woman scorned. I dunno why i thought of that now.
Well this gives me all the more time to blog. Not that it sounds exciting now that its time to go home.
Something funny from yesterday's convo
Me: I'm not lazy! I'm a workaholic and hard working one.
C: You're a..alcoholic at Hard Rock
Ah well it was funny yesterday and there's the Hard rock story which i dont think was featured here...or was it. Tough to recall.
Well I can do two things! just leave as my shift is done. Or sit and solve issues till he returns god knows when. Tough shit. What do you think i'll do?
