I took a taxi a bit late to go back home. And as usual either I drive with drunk or stinky men (no offense?)…
I blocked my ears with Evora’s music, feeling like I m in her island….but there are no nosephones to stop me from smelling what my nose was obliged to be exposed to. Anyhow, I took my perfume to introduce my presence too in the midst of the natural perfumes floating in the air… As soon as the driver smell my perfume, he said: « miss its forbidden to use perfume in a taxi … you might kill someone »
Me: hemm okey I am sorry
But in my head, I wanted to argue back then I decided to save my energy for the remaining work I have. ..other than telling him about the freaking heart attack I was getting from my neighbors!
