Lunch time...
Mr Motoomul from from the Bureau of Product Standards of the Department of Trade and Industry called me... No other option than take a taxi to go and pick up a document.
Taxi diver asked me where are u from?
- I live in NZ, i say.
Ah NZ! i have a tape that a man gave me when i took him to the airport. Is nice! you wanna listen it?
- yes, sure...
Fat Freddy's Seconds started playing (you know ... a name that suits my personality...)
I got all dreamy and still overloaded by the globalization I’m part of...
traffic didn't matter much after that
