Retribution is a bitch

Um okay, let's first start with the new achievements of Awkward! Came to the computer lab, turned on my comp and KABOOM! I could have poked a Banshee in the eye with tiger nails with as much effect and lot less effort. The CPU was protesting in a voice that almost reminded me of the stick-thin SUCI women activists lying in front of the minibuses and shouting their head off in protest of almost anything under the sun. I was freaking out and when other people started freaking out as well , we called out to our resident tech buddy for help. He came and guess what! Two slaps and violent shaking later, the comp went quite like a sleeping baby. Everything went back to normal pretty soon except my ears which had taken the color of beetroot and took sometime to drain all that extra red.

Later today, I was trying out a shirt in some random shop and a toddler crawled in, sat in my cubicle while I was still changing and we had a really philosophical conversation about what's the right thing to do in life (aka the conflict between what one wants to do and what one's mom asks to do) between us for about four minutes. He was soon convinced that I was not his mom and he needed to go to mom. With that as the marching order I don't know if he crawled out and went into somebody else's cubicle. I thanked god that at least we were not in a public bathroom peeing. That would be a bit too much. I guess this was just a reminder that the glaring-at-kid karma can jump up and bite in the ass.

On my way back, I sat on the bus sandwiched between three couples that were kissing and making out as if it was their last day on planet earth. Gosh it was awkward. PDA is fine by me as long as you are not eating up your partner's facial parts in crowded buses without table manners. And then I re-learned the truth about straight women : here. Enough for a day, right? Right??