It's summer now. But I'm starting to find that the weather is being as irritable as ever. It's not like I have any particular affection for the sun, but super cold damp rain isn't making me any more pleased. Every day, I see umbrellas and jumpers.
Let's start with those umbrellas. Personally I love umbrellas; they're so enigmatic and flourishable. I have a habit to extend mine without opening the wings and just resting it on my shoulder; it feels comforting.
Anyway, the other day, Akira and I were hurrying for the Schofields train. I was trotting along the platform, and heading for the first carriage as usual. There's a pole coming up ahead, and a lady gaining on my left. Suddenly, I see an umbrella unceremoniously stuck forward along my left side, forming a rather rude barrier preventing me from veering left. The owner of the umbrella was a not-particularly-young woman.
As soon as she had passed me by, her umbrella lowered. So...she was totally making way for herself there. I'm kind of insulted. Have you ever heard of something called, not being lazy and moving around a bit if someone's in your way? I don't have to make way for you. Besides I swerved right the moment it happened, so it was but a brief second in which I was surprised by the umbrella poking out of my left waist...
RAIN. Ack..... bringing out the worst in people.
