I packed the last of the boxes. I thought I was ready to go. The driver of the moving van was already growing impatient with my numerous back and forth movement. It seemed as though I wasn't prepared to move but in my defense, I've been preparing for this relocation several days back.
Five minutes down the road and I feel something is off.
"Excuse me, Sir. You've really got to turn around. I forgot something."
The driver gives me a murderous glare but dutifully turns around saying nothing.
Just then we heard the shouts right from the spot we just left.
A trailer has just rammed into the car that had just taken our spot.
"Christ!!" the driver swore as he quickly parked the vehicle to appraise the situation.
Thirty minutes later, we are close to my old place when the driver asks for the first time
"What did you say you forgot?"
"A shoe lace" I muttered in reply
We stared at each other for a moment, trying to say something that we couldn't say.
Phew!! It was a couple of minutes past midnight before my 5 minutes was up. Hope you guys don't mind me crossing the line a little? This should still serve for yesterday please. I just couldn't bridle my distractions yesterday.
