Woke up really hungover but couldnt go back to sleep. Decided that I was hungry. But not regular hungry... Penne Bolognese hungry. The only place I can get a good bolognese was Greensborough Plaza and so i planned a little trip.
What is usually an 8 minute car ride is, in the Northern Suburbs, a 35 minute bus ride. So I checked the timetable on my handy iPhone Metlink application. I went down to the bustop with plenty of time to spare, and waited. It never came. Thinking that I had missed it, I went to a different bustop and waited. It also didnt come. I then went back to original bustop and waited again. No bus for me. Once again i went to the secondary bustop and waited. It was then that I realised that my phone thought it was Saturday and was therefore giving me the wrong timetable. Every time I left a bus stop, a bus would clearly drive past, minutes later. Eventually i swapped bustops a fifth time, back to the original bus stop, ready to wait for a further 25 minutes. Then, my mother drove past and offered me a lift. After over an hour of playing musical bustops I didnt even catch a fucking bus.
I told her I was meeting two friends from school. In truth, I was going on this long and arduous journey for one thing: food.
After hours trying to get there, my penne bolognese was, needless to say, disappointing. Afterwards, I had nothing to do and obviously no friends, so I just walked around. By myself. For a very long time. You'd be surprised but they actually have some really cool furniture and kitchen utensils in The Reject Shop.
To be honest, the whole point of walking around by myself for so long was literally so that the food i had eaten before could digest enough for me to start eating again. I sicken myself.
On my way out (I didn't leave voluntarily - the shopping centre was merely closing for the day), I found one of the most attractive people I've seen in a long time working at a perfume/cologne stand. I pretended I was interested in some cheap aftershave so that I could get a good look. Ten minutes later, I went back again to stare some more.
Sometimes I question my way of life. Upon writing this update, today is obviously one of those days.
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