Haunted by Past Actions…
A few weeks ago I went to the medical center. The lady behind the reception counter asked me for my ID (a repeat prescription). It was a nice day and I was in a good mood so with a grin as broad as can be and in an exaggerated big and bold voice I said “What? ID? Surely my word should be enough?” Now I said this even as I searched visibly in my back pocket for my passport. The woman looked at me with a look of derision and scorn. “ID is required,” she says. “Yes, I am looking for it,” says I puzzled. The look on her face says it all. “You do know I’m Joking with you right?” says I. The look says all I need to
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Isn’t it funny how some days stuff just happens? Today, for the first time ever, the post woman actually rang my doorbell. She had a special delivery for me. Now, usually, she wouldn’t bother to check if I was in but lazily dump a little note in the box in the hallway telling me to get my fat backside down to the post office to collect it. Oh, and do that within 10 business days or we will return it to sender undelivered. That’s how it normally works anyway. Today, she smiled sweetly at me and said sign here please and give me ID (actually she said it in Czech of course so that’s not ACTUALLY what she said but more or less what she said). I took that little
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