Nothing sexier than a crazy angry lady at the laundry

Random conversation while I was at the coin laundrette, as my washing machine broke down again.

Can’t remember all of it. But I thought I’d blog about it since I wasn’t in my best behaviour or being polite at all. I was already very annoyed before I stepped foot into that place. So here’s what am capable of doing in a foul mood.
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Guy: Hey there...

Me (Already very pissed off that my Sunday was spoilt for some reason): Hey

Guy : What brings you here?

Me: Oh, my washing machine broke. I break things. Everything breaks.

Guy: You not in a good mood?

Me: Well, no...am in a dreadful mood. I tried to be MacGyver and fix things up at my house and everything breaks down. You know..like break it down for me....

Guy : Look, i don’t mean to scare you or anything, but i did not bring a book, and you know how long this drier takes, so i thought i’d say hey cause I’ve got nothing to do...

Note: We're not completely sure of whom was scaring who.

Me: Sure. I smiled after that. For the first time in the convo .Like eeeeeee smile.

Guy : Geez.

Me: What?

Guy : Do you torture men like this?

Me: Hah, dude that was totally random. You don’t even know me and you’re judging? (This close to swearing)

Guy : Cool Down.

Me: Men

Guy : What?

Me: MEN

Guy : What about them?

Me: Now there’s a question. I’m not generalising. But your species just do my head and heart over and over again..might as well dip me in honey and throw me to the lesbians..

Guy : He had the most disgusting look on his face and said well...

Note: We’re not too sure whether it was a well, can I watch or a well, woman you’re crazy....i couldn’t tell..

I remember very well that the conversation ended just about there and i picked up my clothes and left.

Moral of the story: Don’t talk to me when I’ m angry. An angry lady is a very angry lady.

On the bright side: See, am doing so well picking up hot men. *Clap*

Make my mamma so proud of me.