The by-product of the Dog on the pavement to work.
I stepped on dog shit this morning.
I was in my office, happily eating my breakfast when the first whiff of dog shit hit me. Initially, I thought it was the noodles I was having.
I went:
'JIA LAT! WHAT AM I EATING!?'
Then I realised that the smell smell too distinctively like dog shit to be coming from the noodles.
I lifted my feet and to my horror, I saw some brown substance stuck between some leaves stuck on the sole of my shoe. I then went out and did what all dogs do to clean their legs.
Vigourously scrapping my foot on the grass field to get rid of the vile substance.
This was when my colleague walked by me with her ear phones plugged in and with a look of bewilderment on her face.
'Dwirt must have finally lost it.'
Its been a while since I have came back to this blog space of mine, not that I was that busy (though it was a major contributing factor), I just felt I had something else better to do. Like Eat, Sleep or even Shit.
Why are they in Caps?
Hmm...
I am now thinking how to link showing photos of my trip to what I have written above. Oh what the heck, here they are:
Was waiting for a colleague to pick me up for an event when I took this:
And then there was this birthday surprise for one of our colleagues:
So there you have it.
I was doing all this (refering to the photos) before I stepped on dog shit.
Oh bother.
