I couldn’t stop myself. My fingers just happened to have a will-like mind of their own and decided that nothing can stop them from blogging about this thing, not even me.
Just as I thought that we would be working towards a gracious society, something so alarming just had to happen to me. Nothing could ruin this, until today, you proved me wrong. Entirely wrong.
I love grocery shopping, like any other lady (unless you prefer to differ), but the outrageous behaviour of some of our kind really made me wish I could dissipate into vapour at that very moment. I said politely, asking for a way out of a crowd, ‘Excuse me.’ The ladies in front of me (one in pink and the other in yellow, as much as I can remember of their petty composition) shrugged their shoulders, barely making a path. Then it caught my ear. Don’t think I didn’t catch it, fellow species. Those very words went into my ears, through my nerves, into the grey matter up there, and my amydala decided that the stuff which came out of the gap of yours didn’t exactly sound very nice, especially to an equally sensitive, if not more, creature like me. What was “she block the way also dunno…” for?!?!?
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