
I went to gym during my lunch hour today and when I got out, my fucking car wouldn't start!
After lots of cursing and bashing the steering wheel, I got out the car.
After lots of cursing and bashing the steering wheel, I got out the car.
So, what do I do? Without even thinking, I start walking back to the office, which is probably about 1km from the gym.
I knew I couldn't phone anyone to come and fetch me because I don't take my hand bag or cell phone with to gym (for security reasons).
I knew I couldn't phone anyone to come and fetch me because I don't take my hand bag or cell phone with to gym (for security reasons).
I thought "Och, its not that far".
*Humph*! Yeah right!
It was good exercise but now my toes are burning and my new four inch heels are worse for the wear because I had to walk through a large veld to get back to the office :-(
I'm such a Plonker, why didn't I just go back into the gym and call someone at work to come and fetch me?
That'll teach me to stop, think and react - instead of just flaring up in anger and just GO! GO! Go!
I'm such a silly bitch my poor blisters are still throbbing!!
1 comment:
LOL! I can just picture it!
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