I was late for work.

With a plastic bag on my left hand and umbrella and handbag on my right, I tried hailing a taxi for work. It was raining, my feet and legs were somehow drenched with the rain. My white jacket almost gray. The sight of a taxi coming my way brought some sigh of relief, I won't be late for work (I thought so). With all the things in my hands, I managed to open the door, put my things on the backseat, sit, but I just couldn't manage to close the door. Then, *SLAM*, the door just closed. When I looked outside the window, I saw these two American Mormon missionaries. The other guy smiling. I just smiled. The guy waved at me, so I waved too. Two angels. My life was made a little bit easier, this Tuesday morning. But I was still late for work.