I dunnoe if i were standing at the high risk spot, or I'm the one that falls into the high risk group.
Jimmy and I were doing our weekly marketing at the fresh market. I was standing at the exact same spot where the lunatic woman's attack took place few mths ago. I was wearing my not so perfect jeans while looking at the big round melon and it happenend!!!
"PIAK!!" a steady sturdy PAT on my butt!!! I was pissed and stunned at the same time. I raised my hand and turned my head in the next nanaosecond, all geared up to give whorever the ham-sup-low (aka shameless detestable despicable maggot!!) a big slap on da face. Then an innocent baby-like broad smile on a wrinkled face appeared
in front of me and suddenly my anger disappeared and i found my heavy hand awkwardly hanging in the air; pretty much like the scene in Matrix. The wrinkled face belongs to a short skinny old folk(i cant tell whether is a HE or SHE) who apparently was not having a clear mind. You can tell he/she did not know what he/she did to me was wrong and.. his/her smile.. that genuine, undisguised smile on that pickled face melted my heart and all my anguish and insults magically vanished like vapor. Its kinda weird, one second ago i was as mad as a hatter and the next moment i was as calm as a hurricane's eye. Just the other day, i was commenting on Walter's post, abt how contagious a smile can be, and then it happened on me.
However, still having the phobia from the last loony's ambush, my i
nctinct reaction was to hide behind Jimmy immediately. Everybody including the fruit stall's owners were laughing at me and the naughty old folk. And wats next, i found myself grinning foolishly too. Keke.. wat a day...Wat to do, i cant blame him/her because he/she has a mental problem, Jimmy said i got a blur blur look which makes me an easy target, Boss said maybe my butt looks like a magnet to the molester's hand, AND i said: Hey, Duncha think u can grab my arse without getting slapped juz becoz u got a baby-like smile. Mind u, I bite!! Grr~~
Jimmy and I were doing our weekly marketing at the fresh market. I was standing at the exact same spot where the lunatic woman's attack took place few mths ago. I was wearing my not so perfect jeans while looking at the big round melon and it happenend!!!
"PIAK!!" a steady sturdy PAT on my butt!!! I was pissed and stunned at the same time. I raised my hand and turned my head in the next nanaosecond, all geared up to give whorever the ham-sup-low (aka shameless detestable despicable maggot!!) a big slap on da face. Then an innocent baby-like broad smile on a wrinkled face appeared
in front of me and suddenly my anger disappeared and i found my heavy hand awkwardly hanging in the air; pretty much like the scene in Matrix. The wrinkled face belongs to a short skinny old folk(i cant tell whether is a HE or SHE) who apparently was not having a clear mind. You can tell he/she did not know what he/she did to me was wrong and.. his/her smile.. that genuine, undisguised smile on that pickled face melted my heart and all my anguish and insults magically vanished like vapor. Its kinda weird, one second ago i was as mad as a hatter and the next moment i was as calm as a hurricane's eye. Just the other day, i was commenting on Walter's post, abt how contagious a smile can be, and then it happened on me.However, still having the phobia from the last loony's ambush, my i
nctinct reaction was to hide behind Jimmy immediately. Everybody including the fruit stall's owners were laughing at me and the naughty old folk. And wats next, i found myself grinning foolishly too. Keke.. wat a day...Wat to do, i cant blame him/her because he/she has a mental problem, Jimmy said i got a blur blur look which makes me an easy target, Boss said maybe my butt looks like a magnet to the molester's hand, AND i said: Hey, Duncha think u can grab my arse without getting slapped juz becoz u got a baby-like smile. Mind u, I bite!! Grr~~Labels: Brazil, Days of My Life
