I started my day with a walk up to the council offices to pay a bill. They have a payment machine there, so I'm usually in and out within a couple of minutes. This morning that was not to be. A fat woman dressed in black was faffing around at the machine. And then she faffed and faffed for what seemed ages. I can't think for the life of me what possessed her to wear black. It made her look like a solar eclipse.
The second person in the queue was an even more grotesquely obese gentleman. He has a t-shirt and shorts on, and was covered in tattoos. Very vomit-making. He duly plodded over to the machine and proceeded to faff around for a good while before waddling off.
I've spent my whole life trying to understand the population at large, and trying to work out how to fit in with it. I can't get my head round why these people seem to have gone out of their way to make themselves look so outlandish.
I needed a bit of retail therapy to get over it, so went in the charity shop and bought another two-quid suit.
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