This week’s photo is from Anurag Bakhshi
He thought it might help but man, she was annoying.
As if he wasn’t depressed enough, she was going on about her boyfriend and how they’d broken up because he didn’t understand her.
He heard about her estranged family, the constant lack of money, and how she had failed an audition for a part in a movie years before because she was too fat.
Over the next hour, he had the saga of the yoyo weight programmes, the jobs she had and lost in a matter of weeks or days, boyfriends, never once letting him get the occasional word in. He wanted to ditch her, but felt bad about leaving her by the side of the road, even though that was where he’d found her.
‘This stretch of road reminds me of a film’, she said. ‘Of course I would have been perfect for the part, but it was before my time. You may have seen it. You look old enough as it was nearly thirty years ago.’ He snapped.
‘I think I know the film you mean. Who did you want to be? Thelma or Louise?’
and with that he drove off the cliff.