I went to visit my friend who works at the American Embassy. It was a holiday, so none of her coworkers were around. For some reason I was barefoot, and had stepped in some blueberries before we went in. I tracked blue footprints all over the Embassy. The cleaning lady found us and yelled at us and made us help her clean it up. I was horribly embarrassed, but my friend was mad at the cleaning lady, and said that we shouldn’t have to do her job for her. Later, after we left the Embassy, the cleaning lady tracked us down to apologize.
I was on an escalator and came up to a traffic intersection. The traffic lights were out, and policemen were directing traffic. The policemen let every escalator lane go but ours. This happened for several cycles. I finally got mad and started yelling at one of the policemen, who yelled right back at me. Suddenly, the escalators and traffic lights started back up again, but now my escalator was moving the wrong way - away from the intersection. The policeman laughed at me, and I was furious.