Jan. 9th, 2022
Sunday Slouching
Jan. 9th, 2022 07:52 pmIt was a slightly warmer day than yesterday. But the main factor is that it was much sunnier. I walked into town to get some flypaper that traps them in a gooey death. The shop that sells them was closed but I could swear they are normally open on a Sunday. Oh well, | I will get it tomorrow when I see Ewart at my local.
So, I walk into town today and pop into my local pub first. Just with ten minutes of drinking my pint that damn woman who helped me off 5the ground the day before New Year's Eve walked into the pub and accosted me for not giving her twenty pounds for the damage of her iPhone sc5reen which she said was forty-five quid and could I go halves. I do not remember damaging her phone and asking her to come round on the Tuesday after the new year. She sounded very distraught because apparently, she need some photos from her phone for the funeral of her auntie or something. I tried to deflect he and having finished my pint walked fastly down the road but as she had a bike so I could escape. In th3e end, I thought the only way to get rid of the vixen is to give her the twenty she demanded.
I really could do without this hassle. I am ow doubting whether it was teenagers who took my twenty quid from my wallet when I FELL DOWN OR IF IT WAS HER that evening.
I must admit, I did not expect to be twenty quid lighter today. If she ever comes back it will be considered stalking in my estimation, and the police will know about it.
As usual, if you want to donate use the PayPal address -
jazzbodave@outlook.com
So, after that altercation, I felt the only thing I could do is go home with a can of beer from the newsagents.
So, I walk into town today and pop into my local pub first. Just with ten minutes of drinking my pint that damn woman who helped me off 5the ground the day before New Year's Eve walked into the pub and accosted me for not giving her twenty pounds for the damage of her iPhone sc5reen which she said was forty-five quid and could I go halves. I do not remember damaging her phone and asking her to come round on the Tuesday after the new year. She sounded very distraught because apparently, she need some photos from her phone for the funeral of her auntie or something. I tried to deflect he and having finished my pint walked fastly down the road but as she had a bike so I could escape. In th3e end, I thought the only way to get rid of the vixen is to give her the twenty she demanded.
I really could do without this hassle. I am ow doubting whether it was teenagers who took my twenty quid from my wallet when I FELL DOWN OR IF IT WAS HER that evening.
I must admit, I did not expect to be twenty quid lighter today. If she ever comes back it will be considered stalking in my estimation, and the police will know about it.
As usual, if you want to donate use the PayPal address -
jazzbodave@outlook.com
So, after that altercation, I felt the only thing I could do is go home with a can of beer from the newsagents.