Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Scuttle From The Supermarket.
I'm trying to remember when was the last time i got used by an elderly in a supermarket. In fact i clearly remember that today was incident number 2, but the previous one i have no more recollection of. Maybe it was blocked out from my system unknowingly for my own good. While the temptation of buying up every little grocery i liked in the supermaket (ice cream, ice cream) was already bad enough, i didnt even realise that i was being stalked by a auntie who was scouting in the mart of somebody who was about to chalk up at least twenty dollars worth of groceries. Well obviously the basket in my hands were emitting all sorts of strange lights to her as all of a sudden, i found myself standing next to her in the line towards the cashier as though i was her son so that she could use her discount coupon with my purchase for her own groceries! I mean, i was wearing a singlet and looking darker than the past. The no smile towards strangers policy was working as usual but hell, these aunties have no fear. In fact i was so grossed out to find out in the end that she managed to save only a little over a dollar and somehow it made her day while filling mine with disgust. God what was even worse was when i went over to guardian and saw that the Lay's stax there were dirt cheap compared to what i paid with. Savings that were actually more than what the auntie enjoyed at my expense.
Maybe its time i changed the policy. I'll pretend i didnt hear and just walk away the next time.
Well other than that, my body is cramping all over now with squash and tennis from yesterday. I dont know how am i going to survive returning to camp tomorrow. But hey, at least i had pictures.
Written fashion may not be history @6:46 PM
