maybe it is important to understand the origin of a thing. Like my inability to hold back when confronted with certain situations
the date is August 1st. The mask rules have been enforced and some people are a little slow to take them on board.
I am in front of the Moreland post office. I am in two minds to go there as I had other things to attend to. A plastic surgery disaster walks past me with no face mask on and enters the post office, so I wait outside.
One minute later there is yelling and screaming. I can't make out what it is about but no mask no service comes to mind. Then the woman in question storms out of the post office. She heads straight towards me and laments, "can you actually believe they did this to me?"
and I reply, hell yes. I can't work out if you are a clueless myopic psychopath or an arrogant nut job beyond words. Or maybe under the general banner of serial fuck wit.
then the greatest luxury. she actually was - beyond words
and thus the destruction of my inner dialogue.
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