This has just got to stop. The strange imitation cat noises. The general retardation. Subnormality.
Things reached a triumphant climax today. I had been working late and was vacant, tired and irritable because the bank closed before I could get my mission accomplished, damn their gentlemen's hours.
Anyway, after staring forlornly at the bank I saw someone I know walking along George street so I decided to follow them to Pequeno for an after work restorative beer.
However, as a lot of their workmates were turning up & seating was at a premium I thought I should leave early. Try to leave, because I was starin at the doors in the darkened atmosphere trying to figure out which one. I got distracted by the middle doors which cunningly lock unevenly so it looks like you can push one. Then I glanced to the side, saw the push sign & realised all the while I had been making the spastic cat sound effect.
Embarrassing.
And this leaves me with the depressing thought that I will never have any credibility because even something as simple as opening a door I manage to bungle. Sheesh.
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