On our way to lunch, we bump into a girl in one junction. She was driving a black CLK and doesn’t want to give way to Chris*. Though Chris was on the main road, she kept moving.
Chris: She’s a skilled negotiator. She’s smiling and keeps on moving.
Me: It’s more like a smug to me.
Chris: Now I hate you.
Me: I thought you always hate me.
Chris: Now I hate you more.
Trust me guys, she’s not smiling at all. It’s more like she was saying, “there’s no way I want to let you guys to go first”.
Chris, move on.
*He’s driving the car at that time.
Chris: She’s a skilled negotiator. She’s smiling and keeps on moving.
Me: It’s more like a smug to me.
Chris: Now I hate you.
Me: I thought you always hate me.
Chris: Now I hate you more.
Trust me guys, she’s not smiling at all. It’s more like she was saying, “there’s no way I want to let you guys to go first”.
Chris, move on.
*He’s driving the car at that time.
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