Slice of Life

the other day i was driving home on a hot afternoon with a bag of groceries sitting in the driver's seat ... some pepsis, croissants, and cup noodles in there ... just snack food for the house i picked up from the supermarket while filling gas ... i was in a hurry to get home ... it had been a long day ... i'd just finished getting my brakes replaced ... it took three hours ... standing in a greasy autoshop ... in the summer heat of riyadh ... and to top it off it was a thursday but i had to do it ... my brakes were fucked ... i needed new ones immediately ... shit just wasn't safe anymore ... needless to say it wasn't the best start to my weekend ...
as i drove home i passed a man wearing a yellow suit ... the color of the riyadh baladiya ... even their cars are yellow ... anyway he was a garbageman ...he was wearing a piece of cloth across his face ... so that you could only see his eyes ... maybe he was wearing a cap i can't remember ... as i passed him i felt bad for him having to work in this heat all day ... and i was complaining because i had to stand around while someone else replaced my brakes ... so i stopped ... put the car in reverse and drove back towards him ... i pulled up next to him and called him over ... i rolled my window down and handed him one of my cold pepsis ... then i smiled and waved goodbye ... and went home ...
it made me feel better about the bad day i was having ...