Murphy's Law
Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong!!
I took the first bus of the day to the CBD at 6am this morning. It was dark and gloomy. I sat down in a bar waiting for my coffee and others to arrive. Suddenly, I saw a familiar face walking in - his friend.
"Hi!" I said.
"Hey...what are you doing there?"
"Watching the football! and you?"
"Watching the football!"
The moment I saw him, I knew HE wouldn't be far behind. I turned 10 degrees more to the left. Here he was, looking expressionless. He was up at 7am in a bar? Oh! I forget that soccer trumps everything, just like Germany to me :P. They sat down with me and my lonely coffee.
I hadn't seen him for a while and I really cared about what he was up to these days. I would have liked to talk to him more, but fortunately or unfortunately his friend just can't shut up!! I decided to move closer to the heater, which was my best decision of the day. Gee....his friend just can't stop talking, such an attention seeker! No wonder they are good friends.
The bar was quiet, but the tension and anxiety were still in the air. I had to go to the bar and requested some hot water for my weakening bronchus during the half time, but the waitress only brought me slightly warm water, which didn't help with my breathing.
Just when everything was about to happen, my diligent colleagues decided to go back to work! How pathetic was that! Sadly, I went with them and ended up reading live report about the extra time at work.
I was too depressed to work after knowing my beloved Germany didn't win! It's such a sad day!!I felt like going home!!
Strangely, I was more devastated than most of the Germans whom I know. It's funny that they had to comfort me from the other side of the world, rather than me comforting them! Anyway, my World Cup fever has ended today. There is no point to watch the other semi-final or final as only the Germans are worth sacrificing my health and sleep! *sniff* *sniff*
I was told that Men have a higher divorce rate than soccer fans divorce the team that they once supported. Well, I guess I will be married to Germany then!
I took the first bus of the day to the CBD at 6am this morning. It was dark and gloomy. I sat down in a bar waiting for my coffee and others to arrive. Suddenly, I saw a familiar face walking in - his friend.
"Hi!" I said.
"Hey...what are you doing there?"
"Watching the football! and you?"
"Watching the football!"
The moment I saw him, I knew HE wouldn't be far behind. I turned 10 degrees more to the left. Here he was, looking expressionless. He was up at 7am in a bar? Oh! I forget that soccer trumps everything, just like Germany to me :P. They sat down with me and my lonely coffee.
I hadn't seen him for a while and I really cared about what he was up to these days. I would have liked to talk to him more, but fortunately or unfortunately his friend just can't shut up!! I decided to move closer to the heater, which was my best decision of the day. Gee....his friend just can't stop talking, such an attention seeker! No wonder they are good friends.
The bar was quiet, but the tension and anxiety were still in the air. I had to go to the bar and requested some hot water for my weakening bronchus during the half time, but the waitress only brought me slightly warm water, which didn't help with my breathing.
Just when everything was about to happen, my diligent colleagues decided to go back to work! How pathetic was that! Sadly, I went with them and ended up reading live report about the extra time at work.
I was too depressed to work after knowing my beloved Germany didn't win! It's such a sad day!!I felt like going home!!
Strangely, I was more devastated than most of the Germans whom I know. It's funny that they had to comfort me from the other side of the world, rather than me comforting them! Anyway, my World Cup fever has ended today. There is no point to watch the other semi-final or final as only the Germans are worth sacrificing my health and sleep! *sniff* *sniff*
I was told that Men have a higher divorce rate than soccer fans divorce the team that they once supported. Well, I guess I will be married to Germany then!
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