Some things are so ‘Duh!’ that I feel stupid having to explain them.

Why can’t people just uniformly use the 24 hour clock?!

When you say you want to meet me at 12pm, do you mean midnight? For a minute I had an image there of me standing under a lamp post, peering into a map, in polka dotted pajamas, searching for Starbucks in a country I don’t know.

Now reply soon to the pointless mail I am sending you, for clarification purposes. Sheesh.


About :P

You don't know me, you can't judge me.
This entry was posted in It happened (not necessarily) to me.. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s