I was thinking what to write before I head off into the sunset
for my four-day sabbatical when whoom! the topic lands
in my lap at the skin care clinic: nine chairs arranged
a metre apart from each other in the spirit of the times,
so I plonk myself in the far corner and settle down
with my smart phone, when an elderly couple shuffle in
and plonk themselves in the two chairs alongside mine !!
What the f%$#ck!! of all the other chairs in the house
they choose these two! What am I? A people magnet?
And then the elderly guy throws me a cheesy smile,
How are you boss? It’s the same in the cinema, in those
long ago days when they were open, people plonk themselves
right alongside you when there are rows and rows of empty seats
nearby. What is it with people? I just don’t get it.