I fried four strips of bacon and an egg and ate them for breakfast.
Earlier, the cook tried to remind me that she prepared bacon and egg sandwiches for our breakfast. With a dead-pan face I said “I don’t like that”. I threw in a piece of brown bread in my plate just to make sure she gets the point.
I know it wasn’t very nice of me. And I have no excuse for being grumpy on her, or to anyone for that matter.
My sullen morning is mine to keep.
One’s brooding isn’t something to dole out.
06 September 2006
he hee, cheers!