Over dinner tonight I thought I’d share a wee annecdote about my day. I’ve been running more errands today to buy stuff for the Hutti-Putti Room… this time a small fuckton of speaker wires and electrical plates etc. So I’ve been to Dickie Smith, VideoPro, Hardly Normal and Jaycar. Which is where I eventually found everything I needed so I’m not sure why I bothered with the other stops – though I did accidentally find a lovely rug in Hardly Normal that would go lovely with the new couches when they turn up and I’m already finding it hard to resist going back to buy it tomorrow even though I really don’t need it.
Anyway dinner conversation…
Borys: I have spent a goodly portion of my day today enveloped in a warm and fuzzy happiness of harmony for my fellow human beings.
Yale: What? Did you kill someone’s puppy?
Borys: What?? Oh that’s nice! Mr K?? Did you hear that?
Mr K: What’s that?
Borys: I just told Yale that I have spent a goodly portion of my day today wrapped in the warm and fuzzy happiness of harmony with my fellow human beings and he asked me if I killed someone’s puppy! 😐
Yale: Or maybe it was a kitten?
Mr K: Was it a chihuahua? did you use a fork?
Borys: What the hell?
Mr K: Someone in the US had a chihuahua with a BBQ fork stuck through it’s head… it was in the news today.
Yale: Oh yeah.. I saw that on news.com
Borys: No!!! Fuck what sort of weirdo do you people think I am?
Yale: Okay, okay… back to your story.
Borys: Right. I was driving along Vulture St in Wooloongabba coming back from Jaycar and was just coming up to the lights past the stadium which were red so I was slowing right down and moved into the right hand lane so that I wouldn’t be stuck behind a truck that was already stopped. Anyway the lights turned green just as I was getting to the intersection so I stomped on the accelerator only I was in third gear and hardly went anywhere. So as I’m chuffing along in third gear this woman in a silver car comes flying up behind me and I changed down to second and sped up so I could pull back in front of the truck to get out of her way. She went speeding past me even though I was probably doing about 65kpm by then. Then as we came over the little rise past the next lights I saw her jam on her brakes really hard… just as she saw the little policeman with his little radar gun and his bright yellow high-vis vest step out to direct her to the side of the road. I wound down my window and gave her a little wave as I drove past doing the speed limit and I tell you… it left me with a warm happy glow for the rest of the day. 🙂
I may be guilty of a little schadenfreude every now and then… but I’m not going to delight in dead puppies you sick bastards!!!