On the way back to work at lunch it had begun to rain. Do you want me to drive you back she said, no thanks. Do you want your rain gear, no I'll be ok. Do you at least want your light rain jacket, nope it'll be fine. As I sat waiting for a change of the lights at the Harbour Expressway during the noon monsoon I knew I had been right, wouldn't have mattered if I had worn the rain gear, I'd still be soaked to the skin.
Hi, when you go out could you drop me off a t-shirt, I said.