Money's Worth

We were accosted. Yes. But then this was not a stalking, redeeming the poor soul who chose to suffer our inattentiveness. Still, he could have done with a voucher or two.

Daryl and I had decided to go to Long John Silver's to grab a bite (thank goodness the i-have-a-fetish-for-librarians waitress wasn't there), with Nai ma following rather sullenly because he wasn't feeling hungry, but then proceeded to order a chicken wrap.

Then this one came. With a face that screamed PAI KIA! he approached us, slipping behind me and plonking himself directly between Ian and me. Apparently, this was a salesman. SALESMAN! *looks at Daryl and makes a point about the Universal Brothel Theory* If I could decide, these people should be thrown out into the streets, but then again isn't that what they do?

"You can only cure retail, but you can prevent wholesale"
- quote Brock Chisholm, quotationspage.com

So this terrible person proceeded to introduce us to his ware, some (probably) cheap perfume aptly named "Je t'aime" from some brand called "Woman" (you may swear now). By the way, that french word happens to mean "I Love You", and it occurred to me (after a deceptively long time) that all things French are usually out to pull down your pants and con your bollocks off *looks at Nai ma and sighs*.

So this bottle was ORIGINALLY sold at an exceeding high price, $129 supposingly, and now he was going to sell us 3 bottles for ONLY $29.90! I tell you, when he sprayed the odour on our arms and said "Guy, girl, even ah-gua also can use, unisex wan" I wanted to give him one seriously tight slap (after that Daryl and I deduced that he diluted one bottle of Ambi-Pur toilet freshener to make a few bottles of perfume). Terrible!

We politely thanked him and i followed up by sanitising my arm with ice from my coke.

Furious mahjong sessions followed at my house, but then I only won twice even after turning on my madness.

Yam Seng!