The last post talked about why I don’t rant here anymore, and you know just what I will do now? Well, rant of course. Classic case of contradiction but there you go. Okay, so tell me, have you ever PMS’ed on a long drive? I have. This is what happened recently:
Me: Deep in thought, chin in hands, thinking.
Him: You okay?
Me: Huh, what? You said something? (out of the daze momentarily)
Him: Haan, look do we have enough water in the car?
Me: Listen, please, okay! It’s not my fault if we don’t have enough water! It hasn’t rained in Dubai for ages – somehow that’s my fault too right? (Dangerously close to tears)
Him: Hey WTH? I just asked do we have enough water!?!?!?
Me: I hate it when people blame me for everything! Now please, just leave me alone. (Long sigh)
BAD, BAD SILENCE – HIGHLY UNCOMFORTABLE.
Me: I don’t know – I think I might be PMS’ing. Sorry…
Him: Yeah whatever.
We stopped at a mosque on the way. Laughed despite the bad mood when I saw this:
So that’s how it panned out. But when we got to the place we were going to, I think I cooled down considerably. These pics should tell you why…
Note: All images were taken by me on my not-so-great BenQ camera, which I hope to replace when I get a windfall from somewhere…