Driving home and stuck in a small traffic jam.
Suddenly I felt the unfortunately familiar;
THUD & JOLT
of a collision.
=.=
Although this time it wasn't my fault.
Someone hit the back of my car.
My instant reaction was weariness at the though of having to deal with fixing it.
And then I wasn't really sure what to do.
…but then…
I probably should go assess the damage.
The guy also got out of his car to see.
Guy: Sorry, ah.
I reached the back and took a look.
Guy: Ok, ah?
Yes!
It was ok.
Not even a scratch.
Me: Ya it's fine. Ok. Nothing there.
Guy: Ok, so sorry ah, sorry.
Me: Ok.
I turn to get back into my car.
Guy: Ah…where you from?
WHAT?
This is not the time??
You just hit my car! And now the traffic ahead is moving! We are not making friends here?!
But, in moments of disbelief, Mat Salleh Keliru cannot override English politeness.
And before I could stop myself, with a 100% blur face as I ran back to my door,
Me: England.
=.=
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