Today I bought a bottle of orange juice and a steak and mushroom pie for lunch. It was going well, the pie was delicious and the juice was refreshing.

What I hadn’t realized however was that I sat down in front of a bingo hall to eat it.

One bite in and about 50 old people come billowing out all at the same time, each lighting a cigarette, coughing and splattering . The whole sidewalk just filled up, and here I am on a bench trying to enjoy my lunch.

The smell was maybe the worst thing that’s ever happened, I wanted to throw up my delicious pie.

A bad day.