Brushing my teeth - a real pain in the arse, takes me 3 minutes and the toothpaste foam dribbling from my mouth stains my shirts, then I have to take the foul taste of having a smoke afterwards.
Using my moobile phone - I live in a granite listed building, so zero phone signal gets through to my flat. I've become accustomed to not being bothered by texts and unecessary calls for about a year now. I have a land line, and those who wanna get in touch can do so. I've grown to hate sending text messages and having to have conversations while out and about, and no I don't have a smartphone/iPhone of any kind.
Having to get more beers mid-session - A vital must-do but the 200 metre walk of shame to my nearest co-op can be a bit precarious without no sunglasses and a stagger. Preparation is the key I suppose.
Tying my shoelaces - I wear a pair of adidas ankle boots (skateboarders style) and each time putting them on I have to loosen the laces up and squeeze them on, making me squat down awkwardly. I've often fallen backwards when I've held them so tight and my hand slipped. Taking them off is equally as annoying. I wear a pair of brown slip on shoes at the moment.
Rant over, for now.


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