Wednesday, November 08, 2006
I woke up this morning with the kind of mood where you wanna turn your back on the world and sleep but alas this was not to be the case for me, I had to wake up.
my mum announced that it was raining buckets outside so luckily I had my umbrella (my brothers hadn't taken it hostage yet), so with a face that looked like it needed more bed therapy, I walked out the house opened the umbrella and realised that there was something strangely wrong with it and it hit me, literally, my umbrella hit me, the world has gone mad, every thing is alive, objects are turning against their masters (I'm sure its a sign of qiyama).
ok so I'm exaggerating but come on I only have my imagination to entertain me, but it did hit me (the cause if your wondering is the wind, the weather that is not any other kind of wind so don't even go there) and not only that it looked like I was wearing the umbrella on my head because it wouldn't go past a certain point, it was jammed so the top of my head was touching the inside of the umbrella, I looked really pathetic I have to admit but I didn't care cause I wanted to sleep and instead I was facing jihad with an umbrella.
and to top it all off I was getting splashed by cars, now I'm going to start ranting about this cause every time it rains here in Manchester, and it rains most of the time, I nearly always get soaked to the bone because of careless drivers, it makes me angry to the extent that if I had the ability to breath out fire I would, but luckily for some I don't have that gift.
seriously though why do some drivers drive so close to the curb, I'm a walker, I walk every where, and I mind my own business in my own world thinking of sleeping etc walking on the pavement because the pavement is for us humans of the leg variety not the wheel variety (unless its a wheel chair then that's fine) when all of a sudden a car will come round the corner, speeding can I add, too close to the curb and splash me, it happened 3 times today. Now when i see a big puddle ahead of me I pick up my skirt and kinda do a mission impossible run across the pavement hoping and praying that a car doesn't appear.
my reaction when I get splashed is I have to admit funny but at the time its not, I completely forget myself and start shouting and waving my arms at the offending car that dared to splash me, but that never seems to make them stop and apologies to me, I'm sure some of them do it on purpose. There is a fine if caught, but I never get the time to look at the registration number and how am I gonna prove it, it's pointless.
the punishment should be to put the driver in a room and continuously splash them with water for a period of 3 days, now that would teach them a lesson.
some of the drivers bless them are extremely considerate and are careful of splashing us humble walkers, so a big thank you for your efforts. For those who are not then if god ever gave me the ability to breath out fire then I will chase you round and round in circles (funny to watch).
I need a new umbrella.....