Je suis avez le hump. Bad Franglais, I know, but have the hump, I do (is that Yoda-speak?)
A new bus driver (well new to me) actually flicked my phone (with which I was trying to pay my fare) out of the way yesterday. And he did it with one of those nasal sighs that my children emit when exasperated by my lack of technical expertise.
Barely old enough to have a driving licence let alone one that permits you to drive a double decker bus, he was.
And then he had the temerity to scold me for standing beyond the line when I was rushing to get off, thinking I had missed my stop.
It’s a drizzly day, so I might let this fester for a while.
Until my hair frizzes. And then I can grumble about that.
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