Incident-al day

It started off when I got ready to go to work and realised that I didn't have the keys to the apartment , since I had , in a phase of classic absent mindedness, attached it to the keychain of my room-mate, who had already left for work. To add fuel to the fire, my cellphone was temporarily out of service.

Bah!

This karmic effect had occured since I was obstinate enough to not submit my photo during the application of the sim-card for my phone TWO WEEKS ago.

I spent a few minutes cooling off under the fan( since it was a vapid ,sweaty, humid day) ,when I realised I could use a temporary lock which was lying un-used in my room. I proceeded to do so and immediately went to the Sim-Card owner who confirmed my doubt about the Photo ID missing reason for my cell phone disconnection. Well I had to call up my room-mate and inform him about this goof up.Thankfully I soon found out that I can recieve calls but my Outgoing services were put on hold.I then realised that since I had taken the lock(for which I didn't have the keys to) I could look for a keymaker , get the keys made, come back home and lock the house and leave for work. The reason behind this rationale being at least the cleaning maid, who comes to cook as well, might not have any problems getting in.

I proceeded to move to the place where the Keymaker was located, thanks to a tipster , but was lost in the narrow alleyways and muddy roads of the village close to my place.After getting the directions from almost every shopkeeper around, I finally located the store. Someone had mentioned that the keymaker is not normally found at this hour but that fear dissipated when I found the door to the shop open.Fate,on the other hand, had other things in mind.On enquiring the empty store, I was told the keymaker would not return for another two hours.I soon realised it wasn't turning out to be a good day at all.Far from it.It was'nt even a fair day.Walking all over the place on foot had reduced my trousers to a Van Gogh on Mud artwork.I had decided to walk all the way back home and change my trousers.On the way,I realized it would make more sense if I utilized this lost time at work and got a photo of mine taken so that at least the cellphone would start working again.After an initial unsuccessful attempt,I managed to find a Photo Studio open with the kind of offer I was looking for.I got the photo taken(another one of those photos which would fall under the "Unconventional Looking" guy category) and went home.I was so sapped that I made myself two cups of a wonderful discovery of mine.Its called Sania on Ice.Ingredients include 1 spoon Jal Jeera,a smattering of black rock salt,some ice cubes and Sprite.I also managed to change my black trousers for a blue one.Staring at myself in the mirror , I noted that it looked more like a uniform(since I was wearing a light blue coloured shirt), but conceded since it was ..after all.. A bad day.Lets just self destruct on the fashion front.
Moving on, I went back to the SIM Card guy, gave him my Photo card.He compared it to the driving license pic of mine(which was taken ages ago) and was apprehensive about the application(He felt it would not get approved).I showed him the originals to confirm that the man in the picture and the boy in the driving license is indeed ME.I was beyond the point to care about the consequences (whether the application would be approved or not) . I was looking for an auto rickshaw who could take me to work without fleecing me .This is where I had my first bite of Good Luck.The guy was ready to take me to work at a very nominal and fair rate and I reached work at around 12 noon.

And proceeded straight for lunch.

Aargh

Some people that you meet online can be so viciously opinionated! And whenever I come across a person with these traits it just ruins my perfectly serene and mundane day. I mean I can bear ignorant people. I can live with extremely intelligent minds and infertile brains. I can breathe in the presence of the inane and the morose. But the kind of people who really REALLY bug me are these self appointed Opinioned type who are so blind to their own drawbacks that they dont even realise that the problem lies within their own personality and their own inhibitions.
Lately I have seen a rise in their brood and I shudder to think what would happen if things get worse.

BAH.
That felt better.

Rants can be sooooooooooooo fulfilling. Now on to bigger things.