Buses & Taxis & Contact Lenses
Just got in from Antenna Studios. Last week I ordered a taxi and I waited for half an hour in the rain, before I gave up and got the bus. This week, with that in mind, I walked to the bus stop.
I put my guitars down and searched my pocket for my Oyster card, no luck. I re-searched every pocket several times over, no luck. Money - I had a tenner, they wouldn't accept that, I had a pound coin, not enough.But I must've had a fiver and a pound fifty from change from the taxi up. I searched again. The bus came. I should've explained to the man and he may've taken pity on me but I was paralyzed.
I called a taxi, they said the wait was over half an hour.
Idea - the shops - I could get some change. I walked up and into a newsagent, as I angled my guitars round the doors it went dark, a man approached said he was closing. The next shop, an office licence - I entered, put my guitars down and went to choose a drink from the fridge. I thought, to break a tenner I'd have to get an expensive drink - guarva - pink in a nice big mouthed bottle. I heard the man behind the counter mutter something, and at first I thought he was on the phone.
But then I heard him say 'move those guitars they are a health & safety hazard'. I moved them and my butt out and didn't buy anything. I shut door the quietly.
I went next door to a taxi hut. I rang the buzzer as instructed in the note on the door and I waited. I tried again, this time there was a sound. The woman inside just waved for me to come in. She told me the wait was 20 mins. I left.
Out on the street, I spied a black cab and waved, it picked me up and took me home.
Phew.
Got home, in contacts - my computer screen looks like it's a flat screen!
Had to take the contacts out, usually a drag. A few attempts failed. So I got a little bottle of Optrex eye juice and dropped into my eyes ... and half my face, I'm a bad aim.
After a bit I checked the bottle again to discover they were anti-allergy eye drops. I looked at the label 'do not wear with soft contacts'. Panic. Will they melt on my eye? Will I ever be able to remove them? 'Deep breaths! Calm, calm, else I'll never be able to get these things out.
Ten minutes later they are out. My eyes, red.
I put my guitars down and searched my pocket for my Oyster card, no luck. I re-searched every pocket several times over, no luck. Money - I had a tenner, they wouldn't accept that, I had a pound coin, not enough.But I must've had a fiver and a pound fifty from change from the taxi up. I searched again. The bus came. I should've explained to the man and he may've taken pity on me but I was paralyzed.
I called a taxi, they said the wait was over half an hour.
Idea - the shops - I could get some change. I walked up and into a newsagent, as I angled my guitars round the doors it went dark, a man approached said he was closing. The next shop, an office licence - I entered, put my guitars down and went to choose a drink from the fridge. I thought, to break a tenner I'd have to get an expensive drink - guarva - pink in a nice big mouthed bottle. I heard the man behind the counter mutter something, and at first I thought he was on the phone.
But then I heard him say 'move those guitars they are a health & safety hazard'. I moved them and my butt out and didn't buy anything. I shut door the quietly.
I went next door to a taxi hut. I rang the buzzer as instructed in the note on the door and I waited. I tried again, this time there was a sound. The woman inside just waved for me to come in. She told me the wait was 20 mins. I left.
Out on the street, I spied a black cab and waved, it picked me up and took me home.
Phew.
Got home, in contacts - my computer screen looks like it's a flat screen!
Had to take the contacts out, usually a drag. A few attempts failed. So I got a little bottle of Optrex eye juice and dropped into my eyes ... and half my face, I'm a bad aim.
After a bit I checked the bottle again to discover they were anti-allergy eye drops. I looked at the label 'do not wear with soft contacts'. Panic. Will they melt on my eye? Will I ever be able to remove them? 'Deep breaths! Calm, calm, else I'll never be able to get these things out.
Ten minutes later they are out. My eyes, red.
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