Hello, Missy Paranoid

On my way to work this fine morning, I accidentally brushed against this middle-aged woman's handbag while on the ascending escalator to bring me out of the Raffles underground tube. This woman turned back her head slightly, huffed one big *bad breathe and immediately upon exit, fished around her bag to check for missing contents!!!

All while I am still behind her!!! Hello? Hello?? Missy Paranoid??? Talk about an undue insult man.

I am so, so, so miffed and ruffled up now. My fingers were itching to give her the universal handsign her actions deserved! (nah, take this! . l . )

While I understand the need to be conscientious with your belongings, that's like way overboard, no? Heck, I am in my so chic, so 2 power colors office wear, am wearing heels that could spike the concrete pavement and - I only brushed her bag ever so slightly!

Even if I theft for a living in my power suit, she doesn't qualify anywhere near as prime target with her LB handbag from Bangkok and Giodarno get-up, I'd so choose a much better target than her loh!

Hello? Hello? Missy Paranoid???

*Note: writer's imagination