Trifter

So, I was waiting at the bus stop to go to Piccadilly. And suddenly my bus come and runs over a puddle which then spurts water at me! Don’t laugh. Today was an extremely important day as I had just received an email saying that I have a job interview with Sony. Well, I was really exited about the news, I quickly but thoughtfully put on my best clothing for my interview in a few hours. I live in Greater London by the way, so getting to places is bad enough without Gordon Brown or David Milliband. My best clothes stain easily and I wish it was as easy to get the stains out than when they get on your clothing. Knowing my luck, there had to be something else didn’t there? Well, there was. In the puddle, there happened to be coffee. Coffee as you know stains and does not come of most times, so I knew that it definitely would not come of for me. I stare at my clothes for for a few minutes thinking about anything but the price, because if I thought about the price, which was almost £2000, I would have literally had a heart attack. I look behind and usually, Greater London isn’t that busy, but when the bad stuff is going to happen, it is sort of like on my forehead, I have the words: Follow me, in a few minutes you will die laughing. Anyway, when I looked behind, there was hoards of people. They were laughing, smiling and I am pretty sure on of them was going to die of laughter. Then, I had to figure out how to escape this monumental failure of a bus ride to an interview. I took initiative and…I ran the hell out of there, only to slip of my coat. I was going to die. If I don’t get this interview I am finished. I am in the waiting room right now actually. I have soakes the chair, the floor and the person next to me who had the misfortune of sitting next to someone sking wet, smells of coffee and can easily be mistaken for the creature in the blue lagoon. Thank you.