berry berry bad...

Have you ever wondered how we would get by a day without our mobile phones? How many of us can actually survive without the mobile phone?

Some time back (prior to my employed status) I used to go out without tugging along my mobile. Yes, I know its called a mobile for a reason but hey, it's my life!! A quick dash out for lunch or just jalan-jalan cuci mata, I'd come back to probably a couple of messages and occassionally a missed call.

And now in employment, I have to bring my BB everywhere!! And I found out the dire consequence of leaving it behind even just for a second.

Two weeks back, there was a company event. After the set-up and running around in the morning, I made a quick dash to my hair-dressers to get my hair & make-up done. Like the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, I kept bugging them to hurry up & sounded very much like "Quick, quick, I'm late! I'm late!"

I was supposed to be back at the hotel at 530pm. 500pm I'm still on the other side of town. I drive like crazy in the rain and reach the hotel in time. Then as I am driving, I am thinking that I hear my BB but I can't seem to find it anywhere.

Ahhhh, screw it!! I reach the ballroom, grab my things, make a 100m dash in my 5inches Giuseppe. And as I am running, I hear "Why didn't you answer your phone?" and as I am running I'm screaming "I would if I can find it".

I grab a colleague, give him my car keys and ask a favor of him to search for the effing BB. He searches, comes back and tells me "Errr, I called your number. You left it at the hair salon".

"Effing ef...ah, screw that. See if you can call them again and ask them to send it here. I'll pay for the cab fare"

No such luck. They are not answering my phone. (Must have locked it in the drawer for safe keeping or something). Tried calling my hubby but he's in the foulest of moods & not effing answering my calls. Oh well, the show must go on.

Next day - Sunday later in the noon I go by the salon to pick up my BB. What am I faced with? 18 missed calls, forgot how many BB instant messaging & a barrage of messages. And what? I only left it for 5 hours.

What would happen if I left it behind for a good whole day?? I shudder just by the thought of it.

meowwwrrr

"I ada dinner appointment tonight. So you camana?"

"Don't worry about me lah. I thought of heading to Bangsar, ada hal sikit..."

"Oh, okay. Ajak lah kawan you tu... Kucing siam tu..."

"Kucing siam??" (tries hard to figure out who is kucing siam)

"Oh, kucing siam tu...Dia dah lama menghilang..."

No prizes for getting the right answer to who kucing siam is...

calling all angels...

Have you ever been in a situation where you are at a mall or at a restaurant where you already got the stuff you wanted to buy or finished your meal, then realise that you have no purse, no money?

I got into that situation a while back. The daughter & I went for dinner at a nice little bistro, cafe or whatchacallit. We order our food & the guy behind the counter is calling out the orders to the kitchen. They are preparing the food as the cashier is punching the amount into the cash register.

I reach into my bag to take out my purse to pay. Rummage, rummage, rummage - purse not there. I peek into the bag and calmly shift through my check-books, keys and what-nots that I have in my bag. Purse still not there... I ask the daughter "Where's my purse?"

"Err, I don't know" comes the reply...

"Shit!! Where the eff is it?"

"Alamak dik, I tertinggal my purse lah. Kat rumah kot. Do you take checks?" (stupid question yes I know but hey...)

He smiles...

"I'll just make a quick dash & bring my purse from home. I'll leave my daughter here" (bad mother? hmmmm???)

So I brave the horrible jam to make it home & back to the eatery in effing 30 minutes (which would normally take me less than 10) only to realise that my purse is neither in the car, nor the house and obviously not in the bag. I'm cursing, I'm swearing & I'm hoping I didn't drop it somewhere.

To cut a long story short, I went back to the place, paid for my meals, ate my non crispy toasted sandwich and drank my already cold hot latte.

This time, the place was near to the house. What if this happened somewhere in town where it would take me an eternity to get home & back (anything that involves driving more than half an hour is an eternity to me)?

Do I have friends I can call and say "Hey, I'm stuck here with no moolah to settle my bills. Can you do me a favor & come by to pay?"??

Reveal thyself and I shall put you on my speed-dial.

my new ride

Since some have heard that I got a new ride, they have been asking me what is it? Big ke? Small ke? Cute ke? Laju ke? So, to appease the curious minds....






Ta-daaaaa!!!!!

Yes, exact color, exact rims, ejackeelli.....

Boleh lah, not like Choo-Choo's lollipop (the hubby was damn sure I wouldn't find it comfortable) Cooper or a VW Golf GTI or the Audi tapi okaylah...

Baby steps. We got it in red also is a big achievement already.

Joy ride?? Bolehhhhhh

I drive, you belanja makan. Amacam? Set?

get out of the way, nose!!

"Why is it warm in here? Oh, your air-cond is off. Why is it off?"

"My nose blocking me."

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