Yellow

Yellow

I am so yellow. Someone jumps the queue at the post office the other day and all I did was grit my teeth. I was quite eloquent on what I'd do to the friggin lady, but it was all contained in my head, of course. Well, it wouldn't be polite of me, since the two ladies were older than me. And they were both teachers delivering SPM exam papers. Of course they'd want it to be delivered as soon as possible, right? That's probably why they forgot to take a number, right? After all, they are teachers. Why would they jump queue? It's purely inethical, something teachers don't normally do. Maybe they didn't notice that you were supposed to take a number because not all post offices have that practice. All the more reason for me to be a little bit more patient than usual, right? An added fifteen minutes' patience, that is. But that's not too long in the practice of courtesy. Plus, there is that saying, 'One good turn deserves another'. I do this now and somebody will return the favor later, right?

Oh heck, I'm such a coward!