Emergency....

Emergency in more than one way. Came to Oslo from our summerhouse in the afternoon. Due to heavy traffic a little late to have supper before the weekly meeting in my Rotary club started. Sat hungry during the meeting. In a kiosk on my way home I ordered a few emergency sausages in bread, a dash of mustard, ketchup and raw onion. While eating, sitting by the window I realized I needed a blip. Shot an emergency one from my hip. Got this one. A typically daily scene from this street. Was prepared to get the question; why not wait to get something to eat until I arrived home?  I could`t wait any longer. Period.