Yeah, well, all I wanted was a packet of cigarettes. So I had to drive into town, which is about ten minutes away, and when I got there they closed off the main street and everyone had to detour around. There was this old lady run over and killed.
She shouldn’t have been crossing there anyway. There’re places to cross, but she had to cross in the wrong place and got hit by a car and killed. Serves her right, I say. She won’t be doing that again!
The shop I always get my cigarettes from is slightly cheaper than other shops so I always go there. But it’s in the main street. And because of the old lady getting killed I was stuck in the blocked off main street for about three hours, and none of the shops there had opened because they’d blocked off people going in and out. And after all that, when I eventually got out, I came home and had forgotten to get cigarettes.
That old woman must’ve been half blind. It’s not my fault I ran her over.