Flat

Also today I looked at a flat. The woman from the letting agency was late. The flat was quite nice but a bit small. Its cost is 450 pounds per month and it is furnished in the town centre not far from Morrisons. She said: I think it is a good price, a good bargain, it is surprising it has not been snapped up yet. There are a lot of viewings going at our agency, we are very busy, even though it is Christmas. It might get snapped up soon. I know some other flats on our ageny that are worse but cost more, why just the other day there was a horrible flat for 500 pounds, this is a good one.

Maybe she was lying through her teeth, I don't know. Anyway it is quite a nice flat and I am considering renting it.

A brush with the law

Today I had dealings the Police. The story goes like this: I parked my car in a car park in the town centre. I was in a rush as I was slightly late for viewing a flat which I might potentially want to rent. I looked round the flat, which was quite nice. After that (about 15 minutes later) I went back to my car and there were two women and two policeman standing near my car talking, and a police car. As I approached the car they did not seem to notice me so I said, is there a problem, this is my car. One of the women said it's YOUR car! then walked near to me and theatrically pretended to slap me in the face. I was very confused. Then one of the policeman said that I had left the car door open. I said, oh dear how silly of me, and sort of smiled and looked sheepish. The policeman then asked me my address so I told hime and he said yes that's right, very well off you go. As I turned away the other policeman said, hang on a minute, you have been very careless. You must be more careful than to park in this car park and leave the door open. You have some property on the back seat and you must be more careful. I said yes, I do not normally leave my car door open. I will not do it again. Then he went on and on repeating himself for a bit longer, and said other very stupid things that were blatantly obvious and also patronising. Then I got in my car and they got in their car. They stayed there for about 1 minute while I waited for them to move, as they were blocking me in. Then I drove home. That is the end, and it is a true story.

Ok so here is about the closest I have got to anger recently. I said hi to a person I know, they relied hi too but looked a bit down. I was worried something was up and asked if anything was the matter. They replied that they had to shampoo their carpet and that it would take "fucking ages". This was what was the matter. And they seemed to expect me to sympathise, to expend some of my emotional energy in their support.

How can this person possibly be so selfish as to allow themself to get in a such bad mood over a household chore?

If anyone asks me "how are you?", "how was your day?", I invariably answer "good", "fine". This is not just a thing to say, it is because it is true. I am not living in constant fear of my life; nor starving or being tortured or falsely imprisoned, or living in the street. This might sound like an extreme thing to compare against but these things are hapenning to other people right now. I have the use of all five senses and all the parts of my body work pretty much as they should do. I have been blessed with freedom, health and opportunity. So yes, I had a good day. And I think there's a good chance you did too.

Other people who write blogs seem to be at their most interesting when they are angry. I am not an angry person and so I have made this blog in order to try and become one, as I feel being placid is somewhat unhealthy.