Over the last week or two I had a few repairs to make on my car which meant it was out of action for a while. My car is nothing flashy, it takes me from A to B and occasionally C, no problem. Some of my mates’ cars got more gadgets than the Batmobile but mine is a tad more understated. Regardless though, it’s so integrated into my life. ‘You don’t need to own a car in London’ they say, but going from cruising along the A10 blazing your music to pretending you don’t see the local alcoholic asking you for change on the underground is a frightening transition. You always get those people who wanna stand so close to you on the trains but they smell like they’ve given up shower gel for Lent. One whiff of their BO is the equivalent of about three Sambuca shots, just leave a man disorientated. I’ve never experienced giving birth but I’m sure I felt the same elation when I got my car back. Started doing Uber and going places I didn’t need to be just to make up for lost time.
One whiff of their BO is the equivalent of about three Sambuca shots, just leave a man disorientated.
Being grateful for what you have is easier said than done especially when you get so accustomed to something. The moment I turned old enough to actually have responsibility was the moment this really hit home. Suddenly everything had a price tag and I couldn’t rely on anyone else but myself to get things done. I’m even finding myself doing the ‘back in my day’ speech when reminiscing about the past. If they had a trial period for adulthood, I would’ve cancelled my membership and unsubscribed from all future communications. Take out all the money from that account just encase they try and pull a fast one. How can I be bound to something if I didn’t agree to the terms and conditions? I’m trying do a Benjamin Button and go back to childhood cos’ it was so much more stress free.
It’s the same concept when you don’t appreciate people as well. One of my mates is always complaining that’s she’s single but rejects every guy that shows any interest lol. I saw her reject this one guy so badly that I felt inclined to buy them a pint and give them that ‘there’s plenty more fish in the sea’ spiel. His dad didn’t raise him to be a punching bag ma’am, you didn’t have to do him like that! And after years of rejecting good guys the universe will eventually serve you up a Basic Prick to F*ck. Up. Everything. Someone who’ll casually Donald Trump your whole campaign. Someone who’ll happily Chris Brown your Rihanna. There’s nothing worse than having regrets over someone who doesn’t care about you anymore. Tryna wriggle back into their life with a cheeky text message and you get that ‘Who’s this?’ response. Now you’ve gotta unsend the original message and pretend it never happened.
Moral of the story, don’t take things for granted. Yeah I know, It’s an overused cliché but it can be applied in every aspect of life. That’s the reason you’re still stalking your exes new boyfriend on Instagram. The reason the whole of London are still wishing the Labour Party was in government. Dammit, it’s definitely the reason Man United fans are rethinking their life decisions after 80% of their team’s home matches. If you wanna see a grown man cry, just tell him that Fellani is in the starting lineup. United’s manager singlehandedly made a group of supporters adopt a new sport, some people just couldn’t take the banter in the workplace on the Monday morning. You never know what you have until its gone so don’t wait until that moment to reminisce. That’s why I think all display pictures on social media should have a one year expiry date. Stop reminiscing.. your hairline don’t look like that anymore!
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