A rainy day again.
All I could see through the kitchens window was falling water.
Damn, why happens it always in the weekend?
We’ve planed to go out that night!
My thoughts circled for possible solutions and I hoped, that one of my friends has found a guy with a car, because I don’t like to ruin my hair!
Why I was here again?
Oh yeah, I needed some glasses and a coke for our mix-drinks.
Yeah, that was it. I had to take a glass as spare and enough to drink, because I didn’t want to leave my room until this evening.
Let’s see… five glasses, checked! ….four litre coke…double-checked!
Now I only needed to carry it up to my room.”
A dumb idea, to come here alone and I cursed myself for wearing this tight shirt, because there was no way to use it as carrying help.
But I would still make it!
I bumped the light switch of the kitchen with my nose and walked fully loaded to the stairs.
One bottle under each arm and five glasses pressed with my hands to my body aren’t easy to hold on ,but I was optimistic and I climbed the stairs without to doubt.
And you know what?
It was just fate, that it happened with the last step.
One of the glasses slipped away and fell to the ground.
And I looked downwards with wide eyes, while this darn refugee fell down in slow motion.
If I had a free hand I would try to catch it, but I couldn’t do anything in this situation.
The glass didn’t broke when it banged on the carpet, but it rolled down the stairs and I shuddered with every step it took.
I looked down the stairs and was relieved, because the refugee rolled safely to the bottom.
” Darn thing! I’ll pick you up later!” I said in anger and went on.
Good that I took an additional glass with me.
Finaly I’ve reached my destination.