So I was going to post this yesterday, which was actually the anniversary date-thing, but I forgot. I typed it out, and everything, and then logged in to WP and then just felt too lazy to copy-paste the whole thing here. I have no other excuse.
So today my blog complete 3 months of existence!!! I thought I should do something special for today, since I’ve completely ignored all other “birthdays” of this thing, but I suck at doing anything special, so I’m going to be pleased that I remembered this and move on.
Nope. But if you’re me, you should know that already.
People have issues (notice the amazingly smooth segue). Real issues.
Yesterday, I wanted an excuse to not be studying so I decided to take my dog out for a walk earlier than usual. By earlier, I mean it wasn’t completely dark outside so I could see what was going on around me quite clearly. Big mistake.
Just as I walked out the gate, I saw three people laughing so loudly that my big, brave dog decided they were planning to eat him and tried his best to run away from them. Or maybe he just needed to pee real bad and didn’t appreciate me taking my time to glare at the three random strangers who were actually within their rights to be laughing freely in a public space.
I finally conceded and followed him, and had gone no more than ten feet ahead when one of the three hyenas decided it would be hilarious to cycle extremely close to the footpath on which I was walking while ringing her bell constantly and laughing horribly loudly.
Ignoring her and trying my best to stop my dog from jumping on her cycle , I was walking ahead when suddenly, she overtook us, screamed while hysterically laughing, got down from her bicycle, picked it up, threw it back on the ground and ran back towards her “friends (?)”, still screaming and laughing. I wasn’t sure what to make of that. There was a bicycle lying there in the middle of the road, people were trying their best to not crush it beneath their cars, everybody was being inconvenienced by that stupid girl, and my dog was pulling at his leash because there was a hot female Labrador a few feet away from him staring at the scene as well.
I did my best to tell Mikey that inter-breed mating wouldn’t be allowed in my family, and he shouldn’t be able to want to do it since his “family jewels” have been mercilessly snipped off years ago because of my sister and her sadistic boyfriend, but he was in love and didn’t want to listen to me, so I decided to move and not have a law suit filed against my dog for indecent behavior by the snooty looking bitch (Get it? Because it was a female dog? I crack myself up).
An hour or so later, as I was returning (or being pulled by Mikey because he had apparently had enough of the walk already), the damned cycle was still fucking lying there, owner less. People were still honking and glaring at it as if it was suddenly going to turn into a sentient being and ride itself off the middle of the freaking road (Spoiler :It didn’t. Probably). I would’ve picked it up, really, but I was busy controlling my dog, so I couldn’t. Otherwise I would’ve totally done it. Yup.
But really, who does that? Who screams and throws things around in the middle of the road and leaves them there for hours? What is wrong with people?
Either her cycle got stolen later, or she finally got over whatever she was high on, because it wasn’t there after a couple of hours. I hope it got stolen though.
Now that I read this, I am thinking of never doing a “special” post again, I fail massively at it.
… so that meant I was in the clear. I promptly deleted the account, and have deleted a lot more accounts on websites that I was inactive on, just in case.
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