I'm back home. Managed to sneak in about an hour's worth of shuteye until the bastard child decided it was a good time to sob. And no, i have no idea what happened but i woke up to loud sobbing that eventually escalated to a wailing. And to add even more drama the child shed crocodile tears whilst the mother attempted to comfort her with a soothing sound similar to that of the ocean... "shhhHhhhhhHHhhhhHhhhh ShhhHHhhhhhh...".
Unfortunately, that calming down technique did absolutely jack shit in comforting the child that obviously was in no dire pain or in a threatening situation. But it did encourage my urgency to use the loo. And thankfully the bus finally made a pit stop and i escaped the noise pollution for a few minutes.
And when i returned to the bus, the child had stopped crying. But insisted on standing in the middle of the aisle, in front of my seat and face me with her puffy, bug sized eyes for a good 10 minutes. This kid was at least 5 or maybe 6, clearly there was nothing wrong with her and it was obvious she was bored and didn't want to sit in her assigned seat. So in exchange i gave her a If-you-try-to-be-cute-i'm-going-to-rip-Barbie's-head-off stare. And for the remaining hour or so, she was quiet.
So now not only do i have a headache and feel slightly cranky because i tried to bury myself into the seat but failed to block the sound of the distressed child. I now have to work on that EfingProject which involves Design + Function + Simplicity. Plus i need to get the specs ready for the morning so i can get a production cost estimate. And if that's not bad enough, i ran out of cigarettes and i'm hunting high and low for a smoke, hoping that i had hidden a pack from myself or forgot to empty a handbag.
I've got 8 plus hours until i have to get to work... so as they say, No Sleep for the Wicked! Let the count down begin... *sigh*
Unfortunately, that calming down technique did absolutely jack shit in comforting the child that obviously was in no dire pain or in a threatening situation. But it did encourage my urgency to use the loo. And thankfully the bus finally made a pit stop and i escaped the noise pollution for a few minutes.
And when i returned to the bus, the child had stopped crying. But insisted on standing in the middle of the aisle, in front of my seat and face me with her puffy, bug sized eyes for a good 10 minutes. This kid was at least 5 or maybe 6, clearly there was nothing wrong with her and it was obvious she was bored and didn't want to sit in her assigned seat. So in exchange i gave her a If-you-try-to-be-cute-i'm-going-to-rip-Barbie's-head-off stare. And for the remaining hour or so, she was quiet.
So now not only do i have a headache and feel slightly cranky because i tried to bury myself into the seat but failed to block the sound of the distressed child. I now have to work on that EfingProject which involves Design + Function + Simplicity. Plus i need to get the specs ready for the morning so i can get a production cost estimate. And if that's not bad enough, i ran out of cigarettes and i'm hunting high and low for a smoke, hoping that i had hidden a pack from myself or forgot to empty a handbag.
I've got 8 plus hours until i have to get to work... so as they say, No Sleep for the Wicked! Let the count down begin... *sigh*
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