Once I had a great day. I had a job interview, but sometimes not really know who is the interviewee. I got up early, ate breakfast my two eggs with bacon and tomato. I read the papers and relax. After a while I was chatting with my family. Carefully put on my best suit, hopped into a car and went to the interview. I did this to drive carelessly.
The truth is that nothing was so exactly ... I got up at eleven o'clock, and I got the interview was not at dawn, and although I stuck this early start, something noted the hours of sleep. Nothing else was getting up to the bathroom urgently and stayed until a quarter to twelve spitting in the sink, when I finally got rid of snuff I got to breakfast. The choco-krispies finishes, but the package was kept in the closet as if they were, did not know why.
I saw in a closet located off another package krispies. Thank goodness. These are called race-krispies and are colorful. I started my breakfast cereal with milk, making as much noise as I could to chew, which was a lot. A relative of mine I do not remember whose relationship appeared in the kitchen and watched. Meanwhile, I kept his head up, mouth open and making strange noises while I slipped the milk down his chin. I could not help laugh.
- What do dog food breakfast?
After spitting on the ceiling everything in her mouth I thought of the situation. In the case of the cereals are not any pictures of dogs had been what they usually have these packages. Looking good is a picture of a very hairy, but thought it was a breakfast for jevis.
dispensed with shower and shave because neither was a Sunday, nor were the village festival, or Christmas morning, so I did not come to mind. Yes, I put on my best tracksuit sponsored. I went out and, as I forgot to pee in the house I ran back to the elevator and made it inside. When I came out of the elevator in front of a neighbor, who was preparing to use the montapersonas pissed.
-... and every day the same dog pees in the elevator ... - I said.
I walked to the subway, I stopped by a kiosk and I took a magazine from one side without being seen. Today went well, I thought, I took a football magazine, quality journalism. Yesterday I had an art or something, anyone dares to it. I walked to the subway and went to the box office. I saw two box office selling tickets for metro and train the piece.
- Hello, good morning bastards .- greeted them.
- Good ... very good wear slippers ... - I replied.
- I want a ticket.
- what? "Asked simultaneously.
- Strawberry, do not fuck ...
- What meter? - Insisted.
Among the flavor and size do not know if I was buying a flash or a ticket for the metro. As I thought this was coming I saw an aunt who was savagely. She also came to buy your ticket.
- Hi, Barbara, I invite you to a metro ... - I said
- What? - Asked confused.
- To him! - I yelled as I got off the pants.
then ran out and took advantage of the confusion to sneak without paying.
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