Woman Thinks “World Would Be A Far Better Place, If We Were All Just A Little Bit Nicer To Each Other”
As Francis ‘Elder Lemon’ Lenihan rolled a three skiner tonight, fellow warehouse employee Stephen Higgins was enjoying himself, listing old fashioned ‘virtue signalling’ slogans he’d had to listen to in his youth.
“God help the police, I wouldn’t like to have to do their job,” Higgins whined, theatrically, “was one?”
“Can anyone tell me why politicians are paid so much“, he continued, “was another.”
“The poor farmers, their crops’ll be ruined if we don’t get a drop of rain soon”, he added.
“Something’ll have to be done about the homeless – it’s not right, it’s not right.”
“When God closes a door, he opens a window“.
“Once upon a time,” Lenihan suddenly interrrupted, “the old line about how ‘the world would be a far better place if we were all just a little bit nicer to each other’, was the ‘Won’t somebody think of the children‘ piety of its day.”
“And this is important, why?” Higgins asked impatiently, eager to get back to his list.
“Because,” Lenihan warned, “that old bitch Bridie Tutty who inflicted it on me earlier today, is not somebody you wanna get stuck next to on the train?”
Higgins was about to resume his list, when ‘the lemon’ lit up, inhaled and looked at his friend severely.
“Especially,” he said, “when the goddamn bar is closed”.
Which was why, he clarified, he’d generously given up his seat to the obese, methane-producing gentleman with the knuckle tattoos, standing in the aisle beside them.
“After all,” he said, exhaling at length as he handed the carrot over, “it’s important to give something back too”.