Keep Calm and Carry On
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29/12/2001 8:40 am Current Old entries Original Guestbook Links left - 27/10/2003 Murphy's Law - 28/11/2002 feeling petty - 18/11/2002 breaking it more - 12/11/2002 My Diaryland Trading Card - Saturday, Nov. 02, 2002 |
Some things are so disgusting they just have to be shared. Last night, I was heading into town to meet an old friend for a last drink before I returned to Cardiff. So, I'm at the tram stop buying a ticket. Ticket costs 90p so I stick in a pound coin. The change drops into the tray thingy (which is behind a plastic flap) and the ticket pops out. I take the ticket. So far, so good. I reach behind the flap for my change and plunge my fingers into a large puddle of something viscous and gloopy (and that is a word, OK?). Before I've even inspected my hand, I'm retching like crazy (I have very little gag tolerance for things like that). It feels like I've just stuck my hand into a large pile of snot. Or someone else's vomit. And the moment that thought occurs, I'm violently and noisily sick beside the ticket machine. Turns out someone had smashed an egg in the change slot. I just thought you might like to share in that moment. Have a pleasant day.
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