I do this weird thing when people are rude to me. I go to being really nice. I make wonderful soothing noises. I do have a nasty bitter taste in my mouth but they’d never guess. I won’t go into detail but an older woman had a go at me in work this morning. I was pretty disgusted with what she said. The world is full of shitty people but ffs, seriously. For the sake of a quid she stood in front of me arguing. As she turned & walked away I filed her under the I’ll be here when you come back category. I went outside, lit a fag & listened to this song. I did tell God he makes some pretty bad choices but that’s his call not mine.