June 2, 2019

things that make my day

It was the long weekend and I was at Cecil Street with my family to grab a lunch. As expected, the place was crowded with outstation weekenders, it was chaotic there. It was hot, humid, smoky, shoulders to shoulders with strangers… and we were struggling to find a table.

As I inched through the madness, I spotted a table, right in front of my favorite coffee stall. “Damn!” I thought, the planets must have aligned to my favor that day… and promptly made a beeline to the table, sat myself there. As soon as I sat down, there stood this obese middle aged lady with a Karen hairstyle dyed shit brown who probably is against vaccination, glowering at me like I had punched her huge fat tits with a knuckle duster with spikes. She must have set eyes on that table from far, but was taken by me first. I could see the disappointment in her eyes, and there was a little bit of her soul that died inside her that moment.

I don’t know why but, the whole thing sort of made my day that day. First getting the table, and second, seeing that fat Karen’s disappointment of not getting that table. Hell, even the food tasted better, for some unfathomable reasons. I’m a sick, sick, man. ;-D

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