Notebook entry on 2nd of August: Bad day

Today I made one wrong decision and suddenly found myself in hell, again! Hell in this case being a place called Obi in the outskirts of Kulmbach. It is a builder’s market/super store which is a great place to be to buy cheap stuff if you’re building a house – I’m not! Every bloody year, at some point when my aunt and uncle decide to go to places like these, my brain suddenly malfunctions and I find myself in hell, again, lasting for hours at a time! I don’t think I’ve got enough fingers AND toes to count the hours of my life wasted in such places, hoping that a comet will strike and take me out of my misery!

This year I actually had a sudden burst of enlightenment when my uncle mentioned Obi, I said: “No bloody way I’m spending another minute in that place!” Then he said it would only be a very short stop to pick up some things for the bathroom and then he would drop my aunt and me off in Kulmbach centre for our kind of shopping. I let myself be persuaded….

It’s been one hour and thirty minutes now, and I’ve given up walking aimlessly between the shelves in this desert of “things for the house, the garden or whatever!” I’m in the backseat of the car, actually praying for that comet now, feeling that I’m loosing my will to live. Where’s Death when you really need him?