19 August 2007

The Irascible and the Feline Voyeur



In a fit of anger, I stormed out of the house. At the onset of a new year, I would always resolve to be more tolerant of people and to be more patient when things don't go my way but just as always, the resolutions would go kaput.


I was looking forward to a nice Saturday
tête - à - tête with a friend whom I haven't seen for ages. But just as soon as I stepped out of the shower, I was told that we were going to take a rain check on this particular rendezvous. As mentioned, tolerance is not exactly one of my strong points. I tried to douse my pulsating annoyance by perusing the web but after several minutes, I started to pity my PC peripherals. I knew I had to get out of the house otherwise a nasty combustion would take place.


So here I am scribbling in a rather shabby alfresco diner in a city where I am not supposed to be, acutely observed by a stray tabby cat. Like my feline voyeur, I keep darting furtive glances at the door hoping to see a familiar face. Which is but next to impossible.


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