Thursday, January 12, 2006

Turbulence

Okay, today we declare vacation for ourselves, cause classes are off! YAY! The night now is consummately quiet that I can hear whizzings in my ears. I'm still wondering about the source of that kinda sound... The weather's turning chilly, making me as somnolent as ever. But that didn't stop me from going out on a date with meine MaMa. Today, something so funny happened that I almost peed in my pants. We were on the train. The train was considerably empty before reaching Tanah Merah. And so when the doors glided sideways, people came charging in as though they were being chased by some monsters. Halfway through, some random person let out the most blustering fart I've ever heard in my entire life. Oh my goodness. It wasn't just once. It was THRICE! Can you actually imagine someone farting consecutively, "PROOT PROOT PRRROOOT", in public?? I CAN'T. But believe it or not, it happened. And it wasn't some gracious fart that ends on the right note. It was kinda wet sounding, with intensity, and WOO!, really overwhelming. Diffusion occurred within seconds and the cabin reeked of fart. I was clutching on to a copy of 'HOT' on the page about X'tina ripping off her nipple piercing and trying my best not to burst. When I turned to look at my mum, her face was already red and she was chortling silently. The fact that someone were to break wind in a cabin filled with passengers just made the situation so hilarious. This boy who sat at the opposite row exclaimed to the woman beside him who was probably his mum, "Wei She Muo Zhe Muo Chou?" (Why is it so smelly) , and then fanned his nose. If I was right, the man who sat 2 seats away from me, was the ultimate bomber. Because he was holding on to his umbrella with one hand and the other rested around his abdomen. Thinking bout it really makes me laugh... These few days I've been hearing farts from everywhere. I was in one of the toilets in J8 yesterday and was unrinating in one of the stalls when someone from next door boomed the bowl. He then ended his mission with multiple farts that was so versatile it can actually go in tune with (Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti DO), before flushing. My Gawd! GROSS.

Well, I just don't get it. If one is so reluctant to serve, why work? Never get anything from Estee Lauder at Bugis Junction. The service is APPALLING. Meine MaMa simply asked "Can you show me the powders for a darker skin tone?" This salesgirl was like "Neh, all over there lor. But I see your skin quite dark, I don't think any type will suit your skin." Like HALLO. First, she has a tag that says "Beauty Adviser", but no one needs her advice because from head to toe, she doesn't look attractive, at ALL. Second, the tag that hung around her flattened chest should instead be read as "Sales Person". Third, she should go for some etiquette courses and learn how to SERVE WITH R.E.S.P.E.C.T. Forth, she thinks its so funny to lie to my mum that she doesn't apply powder when her face looked grotesquely WHITE. Fifth, she's a BIATCH. So I told my mum not to buy and before walking away, I told her "I do not like your attitude." She gave me that I-have-low-literacy-and-I-do-not-understand-English-can-you-please-explain-what-you-just-said expression. Let me tell you, that was priceless.
And so we walked to the Christian Dior counter and went home with the cosmetics that meine MaMa wants. The service there was zillion times better.

freed his mind P.Y.R.A - U.G.I.N.E at 11:36 PM [comment]

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