Spoke to a car salesman yesterday afternoon about the car I wanted to buy, no problems he said we can sort out details this morning.
Got a call from a girl at said dealership just saying the car was sold 🤬🤬🤬
So I'm parked close to the Captains spot at my local club waiting for my mate to get his stuff as a lovely red Merc convertable pulls into the club sec's spot. Awww nutz I'm gonna get a rocket. So I turned on the charm as he got out with his folder of stuff under his arm. "ooooo nice car etc etc......." Got him. Easy peasy. BUT......he quickly goes on to tell me he bought it for himself as a birthday present..." good for you" I said.....there's more......it looked amazing. Like piggin' new. Alloys that looked new. Leather seats that hadn't seen a bum on them. £4k !!!!! with 40k on the clock!!!!!!!!!
I reserve my right to be randomly irritated by whatever randomly irritates me, and that did.
I'm also randomly irritated by people questioning my irritation.
It may be a purile irritation, but it's MY irritation, please allow me to own it.