It happened on Friday evening.
It was on my bus ride from the CBD headed home. I get into a bus, guess what, no front seats available.
Only the back seats. I prefer the front since my stop comes in early along the way. Oh well what to do, I make my way to the back. No way I am getting out to wait for another bus.
Squeeze squeeze down the aisle. Put myself down and as soon as I do, a woman at the front stands up and walks out. I'm there thinking oh happy day. I squeeze squeeze again, almost running this time. Eyes on the golden empty front seat. I am two seconds away when a woman walks in through the door. We stare at each other indignantly. I open my mouth, 'Nilikua nakuja kuketi hapo!' She stares back into my soul, sees my desperation, sits on MY seat, turns to look at me and asks, "SO!?'' All the blood drains from my face. How dare she! I put my handbag down, I ask the conductor to hold me back because I am about to beat the living daylights out of someone. Someone is gonna leaaarrn today (Kevin Hart voice) I remove my watch, remove my glasses, I rarely wear earrings so nothing to remove there. I claw into her head and tug at her hair. Turns out she is wearing a wig. The wig is in my hands....... PAUSEEEE.
I'm kidding guys. After her rude ''so'', I smiled sarcastically and said sawa. I walked back down the aisle, tail squeezed squeezed in between legs.
I was very angry at this woman.I thought about her all through the CBD traffic and into the highway.My stop came, early as usual, and I in turn stood up, but earlier than usual. I pushed my way again down the aisle, like a bride squashed in between her parents. There she was infront of me, the witch. I gathered all my anger and energy and completely pushed her. Pushed her harder than I had pushed anyone in my life. Pushed past her then stood smack infront of her. Backside on her face. You see there is no use of having a big backside if you cannot use it to push women who walk around or is it seat around so-ing you. I could feel her breathing on me. She had to know that in my former life I was a Kardashian. I waited for her to kick me or hit me with her handbag. She did not. I alighted.Gleeful. Who is here to play with you.
Ati SO?!Utter nonsense!
As written on Dec 9th,2016.
It was on my bus ride from the CBD headed home. I get into a bus, guess what, no front seats available.
Only the back seats. I prefer the front since my stop comes in early along the way. Oh well what to do, I make my way to the back. No way I am getting out to wait for another bus.
Squeeze squeeze down the aisle. Put myself down and as soon as I do, a woman at the front stands up and walks out. I'm there thinking oh happy day. I squeeze squeeze again, almost running this time. Eyes on the golden empty front seat. I am two seconds away when a woman walks in through the door. We stare at each other indignantly. I open my mouth, 'Nilikua nakuja kuketi hapo!' She stares back into my soul, sees my desperation, sits on MY seat, turns to look at me and asks, "SO!?'' All the blood drains from my face. How dare she! I put my handbag down, I ask the conductor to hold me back because I am about to beat the living daylights out of someone. Someone is gonna leaaarrn today (Kevin Hart voice) I remove my watch, remove my glasses, I rarely wear earrings so nothing to remove there. I claw into her head and tug at her hair. Turns out she is wearing a wig. The wig is in my hands....... PAUSEEEE.
I'm kidding guys. After her rude ''so'', I smiled sarcastically and said sawa. I walked back down the aisle, tail squeezed squeezed in between legs.
I was very angry at this woman.I thought about her all through the CBD traffic and into the highway.My stop came, early as usual, and I in turn stood up, but earlier than usual. I pushed my way again down the aisle, like a bride squashed in between her parents. There she was infront of me, the witch. I gathered all my anger and energy and completely pushed her. Pushed her harder than I had pushed anyone in my life. Pushed past her then stood smack infront of her. Backside on her face. You see there is no use of having a big backside if you cannot use it to push women who walk around or is it seat around so-ing you. I could feel her breathing on me. She had to know that in my former life I was a Kardashian. I waited for her to kick me or hit me with her handbag. She did not. I alighted.Gleeful. Who is here to play with you.
Ati SO?!Utter nonsense!
As written on Dec 9th,2016.
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