disturbed

Thursday morning, the 26th of September.
The last two days of time off work, the end of the free days for 2018.
Sit in the cafe, after having walked through town to collect a prescription from the doctor.
Read the local newspaper, news of Trump, the american dictator, and news of Boris, the british clown. News that they want to replace yellow bags for rubbish with yellow bins. The bins will take twenty eight years to be amortised, in comparison to plastic bags.

The cafe is full of older people having breakfast.

A woman comes over.
She asks: "is that your newspaper or does it belong to the cafe?"
Then she gives instructions that the paper is to be brought to a her table outside when done with.

Contain the fury at the insolence.
Give her the paper.
She starts to waver about, mock decency to cover the arrogance.
Insist.
Think "Get lost",
Now.

Finish the coffee and leave.
Parkinson yesterday, arrogance today.
Undisturbed time in the cafe is becoming difficult.