This morning I saw a man waiting for his chaffeur to come open his bloody door. The chaffeur got down from the car, leaving me wait behind him, ran to the backdoor and opened the door for the loser inside.
I hate it when people do that.
Why the hell can't people open the doors on their own? What do they think of themselves? I was so bloddy pissed off that I kept honking at him. That loser casually got down and looked at me. I stared back at him. I wanted to scoff at him. But I didn't.
Because he is a bloody loser.
I hate it when people do that.
Why the hell can't people open the doors on their own? What do they think of themselves? I was so bloddy pissed off that I kept honking at him. That loser casually got down and looked at me. I stared back at him. I wanted to scoff at him. But I didn't.
Because he is a bloody loser.
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