Sighing heavily, Mandy boarded her bus home and just her luck, there were no vacant seats so she had to stand with the crowd. Actually, she spotted a vacant seat and she was tiredly walking towards it when an old woman pushed her away lightly, claiming the seat as hers. To be honest, Mandy was not that desperate to sit down but the rudeness of the old woman really ticked her off and her pretentious behaviour could have pictured Mandy as a selfish young lady who put her needs above others. Not that Mandy cared what people think about her, much less strangers in a bus who would forget each other's existence once they arrived at their own respective bus stops. Still, she was irritated on a Friday, the day when the much-awaited weekends arrived and she could simply take a rest.
The journey in the train was as horrible as the bus one. Packed like sardines, Mandy had the honour of taking a whiff of other passengers' bad breath and at one point, someone released a loud and smelly fart. To no one's surprise, everyone who heard it (including Mandy) were glancing around rapidly, searching for the culprit but of course, it was not as if the person would just raise their hand and admit of their embarrassing action. Farting was not as conspicuous as letting out a loud and long yawn, which Mandy had done publicly before, she admits.
Trudging on the pavement on the way back home, Mandy suddenly felt as if her schoolbag had weighed ten times heavier than when she first carried it to school despite the contents being the same. Really, her shoulders hurt and Mandy instantly pictured a well-earned body massage. Mandy continued to dream about the relaxing massage till she arrived home.
As her face met her comfy bed sheets, Mandy closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep, secretly hoping the massage would become reality soon.
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