Maybe I will write a collection of short stories based on search information gleaned from my Google Analytics statistics.
You just don’t understand, says Eleanor. I have to put on the right shoes to go with this dress and I cannot find them anywhere in my suitcase.
You’re being ridiculous, Pablo replies. We are going to be late for our visit to the site of the Battle of Okinawa.
Ridiculous? says Eleanor? That is so unfair. Especially after I was so patient with you after you spent all of that time faffing around the electronics shop, and now you won’t give me ten minutes to sort myself out. She locks herself in the hotel bathroom. Muffled sobs.
God, Pablo thinks to himself. This holiday in Japan is not turning out to be nearly as fun as I had hoped, and it’s all Eleanor’s fault. I’m so annoyed. Why are women so irritating? He pulls out his iPhone.
- ‘why are women so irritating’, Okinawa, Japan, 13 October 2009
