Stepped out yard ready for a long journey to pick something up off my boy.
Blacked out car drives past me and slows down
Car turns round in the road and I see it coming towards me, getting slightly anxious
I keep walking, car literally jumps curb infront of me, turns out its my boy, offers to take me wherever I am going and back
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*sits back puts feet up*
i love walking gingerly monday mornings to the gym whilst everyone in suits power walks to the train station looking like they would kill there whole family for a winning lotto ticket
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I cant stand people i actually loathe people who say they can do things/get things for you but dont deliver... or exaggerate what they can do or take forever doing it
could be something big like i want to move way out into the sticks.... man says yeah we could flat share im backing it...would be ideal for me i work from home......you do all your research and next time you speak you hear....yeah moving in with so and so next week...
or something as small as....dont get a cab im passing that way ill pick you up...they turn up late and make several detours with a car packed with people you dont know.....
worst one is.... i can get this for £££....you want it....turn up with some dodgy no packaged previous version shit....and still expect you to pay
those examples are just remixes of things that have happened to me
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The one that grates me is going places/events
"how come you never bring man in when you go on these mad ones to *insert event/country*"
these times i told guys the plans a month back and they told me they didnt have the money, they'd confirm closer the time, they were saving up etc etc.
They see pictures or hear through the grapevine and start crying to me about why wasnt i involved.
Ive already told guys about brazil 2014. i know there will be tears in 2 years time when they start hearing the stories.
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