Insult to injury

I was coming home from work today. We are enjoying an Indian summer. Its warm. There was a lady sitting by the window. Who kept closing it. The rush of air kept upsetting her hair. Lady was a pretty 30 something Milf type in a trouser suit. Looked a bit like Emila fox.

Anyway, two women were annoyed ``Emila ‘’ finally moved away.

I felt bad for her. Anyway, as I got off, at my station. I was going down the stairs pretty quickly. I was off in my own world.

I kicked something.

It was the novel`` Emila’’ was reading. She had dropped it.

I am so sorry. I guess I was the final straw in bad day for someone