Computer Why You No Get In My Bag & Orange, Why You No Peel!?!?


Its going to be a very quick blog post today, mainly because today, unlike the weather has been brilliant.

As you may have guessed from the title of this post its down to two things; my laptop and an innocent piece of fruit, the dreaded orange.

Lets deal with each of the respective items in the turn which they turned an innocent Tuesday into one from hell.

When I opened the blinds this morning I was greeted by glorious sun, therefore I decided that rather than uni at a fast pace, I would leave a little earlier than normal, thereby enjoying a leisurely stroll with some music provided courtesy of my iPhone.

All was well, I arrived safe and sound in the lecture theatre, only to reach into my bag and realise that my Macbook Air was not there. I can’t go a day at university without my laptop. It has my notes, materials and acts as a dictaphone for the lectures. I had never forgotten it before, so instantly wanted someone to blame; however after coming to the conclusion it was my fault I also decided that I had to go back and retrieve it. With only 15 minutes before the lecture started, and contrary to my previous belief that there is never a taxi around when you want one, there was.

Ten minutes later and £7.50 lighter I had my laptop in hand just in time for the lectures.

The second item to ruin my day was the orange. Small, round and orange in colour, this innocent fruit can bring joy to those on a break or who simply need a burst of vitamin C. My reason for consumption was the first. As is customary I purchased said orange from the green grocer on Oxford Road. As supplier of all of my fruit and veg requirements, I am familiar with the quality and price which give explanation to my returning custom.

Sitting down I began to peel, it came off in tiny tiny pieces, squirting orange juice all over me, my desk, and surrounding papers. I kid you not, it took me over 10 minutes to peel the thing. The only thing that kept me going was knowing how refreshing the taste would be as it entered my mouth.

The first segment entered my mouth…it was bitter…it had pips in. I swear, I would have thrown it across the room if the juice wouldn’t have dripped down my arm, however it would have done, making me even more sticky than I already was.

So dear reader, two every day items, the laptop and the orange, I for one will never look at them in the same light again.

How Can They Look So Innocent When They Are Not!

How Can They Look So Innocent When They Are Not!