Or that supposed to be before Christmas, the Christmas spirit. Last day at work this year and for some, last day of this world (even though I don't think so). Altogether should mean love and understanding. But no, for some is another special time to make your day a misery.
I woke up early, as usual, and even left earlier for work, despite that today is Friday and my job starts a half an hour later. As I was saying, I was going to work. At subway, as I was entering the train a male voice behind me said something about catching the train. In that rush, by the moment I entered he was right behind me, almost squashing his 2 children between the closing doors. Annoyed, he commented by my back, but loud enough to be heard, that I was sleeping. That pissed me off. I turned and looked at him and replied that he has no common sense. That person ruined my day and his comment was more than enough to make me nervous. So nervous that want it to cry. Maybe you know that feeling.
OK, logically speaking if he was in a hurry why on earth he hadn't woke up earlier in the morning to avoid such a scene? And why he exposed his children to risk as they were almost trapped between the train's doors? In conclusion, he was the one sleeping (late), not me.
Another day in the city rush, the last day at work this year, not the last of the world.
I woke up early, as usual, and even left earlier for work, despite that today is Friday and my job starts a half an hour later. As I was saying, I was going to work. At subway, as I was entering the train a male voice behind me said something about catching the train. In that rush, by the moment I entered he was right behind me, almost squashing his 2 children between the closing doors. Annoyed, he commented by my back, but loud enough to be heard, that I was sleeping. That pissed me off. I turned and looked at him and replied that he has no common sense. That person ruined my day and his comment was more than enough to make me nervous. So nervous that want it to cry. Maybe you know that feeling.
OK, logically speaking if he was in a hurry why on earth he hadn't woke up earlier in the morning to avoid such a scene? And why he exposed his children to risk as they were almost trapped between the train's doors? In conclusion, he was the one sleeping (late), not me.
Another day in the city rush, the last day at work this year, not the last of the world.
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