Just when you think it's working, it creates a whole system of failures. Yes! Instead of just screwing up, it creates an entire network of disaster!
Okay, was intending to describe the incident, but I guess that's gonna be a little dry for tonight.
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I was strolling in the park feeling a little lonely. Angel's out of town and I wasn't really in the mood to party or park at the cafe. The distant traffic seriously irritated me, so I kinda strolled towards the fountain smack center in the entire park.
It wasn't anything special, just a little spout of water that didn't go very high amidst tropical fauna. Some kids were splashing the water by the side under the watchful eyes of their folks. Or it seemed. A couple whizzed past me on their mountain bikes chattering and completely drenched in laughter. I thought I saw a group of bladers further down the path.
There was this slight hint of cocoa in the air. Not too surprised really as the factory was a couple streets off. It smelled nice, and it sort of salivated me.
The walk wasn't really bad. Relaxed me rather quickly with the surrounding serenity. I almost wished there was a slight drizzle to cool the hot sun a little. Then, it started to pour.
That's tropical weather for you.
I dashed into the closest shelter with an old man napping across the bench. He was a little disturbed by my loud steps more than the rain spraying in, but he did manage a warm smile before shifting to a less rain-susceptible spot.
Sweeping my hair a little and trying as best as I could to slap all the rain pellets off my shirt, the old man chuckled. It wasn't sarcastic nor mocking, I guess he found us trapped quite helplessly in the middle of the park.
It kinda tickled me as well - a nice afternoon walk can't get any worse than this. But it did.
Soon the couple on bikes turned back and parked right in. The children and their folks by the fountain started running towards the shelter as well, for they must have thought the car park was not that far. I saw them turn round.
Okay. So I was like... okay. It wasn't as boring, but it wasn't exactly a blessing. Then the worst impossible thing happened - the group of bladers were dashing towards us.
And I was like... okay! The shelter wasn't that small, but with the increasing intensity, the rain was really coming in from all sides. And to have more than 20 people in a space less than 4 toilet cubicles, it was miserable!
I got pushed to the edge of the shelter and it was soon getting as good as walking back in the rain. Then the old man chuckled again. Okay. I was pissed.
As soon as it came, the rain went. It didn't last more than 5 minutes I think. Passing showers at its best! The couple couldn't get their bikes out, and the kids were screaming in excitement over some toads. The bladers were definitely in a nasty busy chatter as they slowly thronged out the shelter, with one actually slipping on the brick path, kicking up major laughter within the group. The kids parents then ushered the kids along towards the carpark, and the bikers soon followed. I looked at my own plight and was like...okay...
The old man softened his position with his bag as pillow and continued his nap. It was only 4 o'clock.
Going home wasn't a good idea now. Drenched with no extra Ts would really be depressing. So wise-ole-me decided to just keep strolling. Not a few minutes after, the rain came back. I rushed back to the same shelter and the old man chuckled again.
This time, everyone else didn't turn back. And the old dude was sure getting on my nerves. I decided to dash for it, made it to the car park, hopped into the car and started the engines. Looking into the rear mirror, I saw the old man kinda like waving at me. I thought "okay...he's nuts", and started fishing out my belongings in my pockets before they get wet.
Okay. Now I know why he waved. My wallet's back at the shelter. :wink:
I hate technology.