Yesterday I was walking to work on Union Street, and two neds in white track suits come out of a phone box asking if I can tap them two bob for the phone. I haven't heard that in years.
I replied with a look of concern "Did some wee bastard steal your mobiles you couple of fannies?".
Actually I said "No, I only carry notes on me".
That's not true either. I just said "No, sorry". Why the hell did I apologise?. It's the polite part of me, pushed along by the part of me that doesn't want to get stabbed.
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