Daily Archive for July 22nd, 2008

Why do I even try to be clean on the way to therapy? Why shower, put on clean, unwrinkled clothes, smell good, comb my hair, etc when I know full well I’m going to spill something? At this point I’m just ruining clothes. I again got attacked by my cup of coffee. It started off bad. I poured a cup of coffee and a fly got in it. Had it been a small fly I may have been able to dissociate the thought away, pretend that I didn’t pull a fruit fly out of a perfect cup of coffee but nope, this was a juicy one. When I pulled him out it was as if he had just gorged on something. I could not excuse that. I had to pour the very last of the coffee into my cup then run out to meet Cabby Negative. I did just that but not without consequences. See, I should have stopped and just let the coffee go but nope, I had to pour another cup. Inside the cab while he swerved and cursed I ended up spilling it. I asked if he had any napkins. The man actually tried to hand me a “white” washrag that he’d clearly used for unsanitary purposes. I know that thing had about 5 different diseases on it. I said, “Nah, that’s okay.” He said, “What’s wrong with the rag?” What’s wrong with the rag? I thought to myself…well, as you took your hand with the dirty long fingernails and brought that rag towards me I noticed the dirty sweat marks on it as well as hairs caught in the fibers of the rag…that’s what’s wrong with it. He offered me another rag. Again I turned it down. Continue reading ‘Coffee Attack, Criminals and Gross Cab Drivers’