Am I stupid? I was shopping at Foot Locker today, trying to buy a pair of shoes, when I saw the brand-new Sony Ericsson phone sitting right beside me, gleaming under the spotlight...I thought to myself, "Dang, whoever has that phone is rich" but I was there for the longest time going through the shoes and nobody even sat near the phone. I thought maybe it was my salesman's phone, but it started to ring and he didn't pick it up. I asked him, "Is that your phone?" "My phone? I thought that was your phone." I picked it up and man, it's almost just like I remembered when I first picked it up in Hong Kong, except this one had a really shiny blue chrome face that made it look reeeally sexy...he goes, "if you want it, take it" and I thought to myself, haha, maybe this is God's way of giving me back a new cell phone to use considering my new 8890 is now back in Hong Kong trying to be exchanged. I opened up the battery...and I discovered all I would need to do to make this phone officially mine is get a charger and a new SIM card. I mean, what were the odds that guy would come back for it? If I had a phone like that, I wouldn't even let it out of my sight ever. Even if the guy came back for it, what were the chances the salesman was gonna keep the phone for himself? After all, it's a $600 phone.
So I did the unthinkable. I said no thanks.
I felt like I hit myself on the head with a sledgehammer. Not only did I spent $230 on a pair of shoes, albeit nice ones, but I also turned down a free and really, really expensive cell phone. The salesman shrugged his shoulders and said, "aight, suit yourself" and rang up my purchase. Throughout waiting for it to process thoughts kept racing in my head...I still had a chance to say yes, or at least control its destiny by having it in my hands and then deciding whether or not to return it to Rogers later or not.
I asked him, "What are you gonna do with it?" He put it in his pocket and said, "I'll give it to my manager and see what he wants to do with it." Riiiight. I was bashing myself over the head thinking, "He was gonna keep it anyway, I should've taken it." Am I stupid? Finders keepers right? Sigh...I guess I'll just wait for my phone to come back from HK.
Then in the evening I went to Darwin & Rose's wedding reception. All I can say to Uncle Darwin is...ABOUT TIME! Congrats! But I got a little bored halfway through so I ended up spending a big chunk of time talking on the phone with Jo and Ricky and tried calling Pegs but she ditched me this weekend and left for Loo without calling me first. Grrrr....so anyway, when I first sat down, there was this weird looking kid, kinda reminded me of this guy that Fran and I are scared of and were running away from last week. My mom told me in front of everyone, "why don't you sit over here next to him?" "I'm perfectly fine here mom, I'm already settled down." The whole dinner the guy was staring right at me...I got really bugged out so I went downstairs to talk to Jo. Throughout the entire conversation he actually came down to find me, kept going up and down the escalators staring at me, going outside and staring at me through the doors doing absolutely nothing. I was like, what's wrong with this guy. My mom interrupted my call and told me to come back up to eat...when I sit down she asks me again, "don't you want to sit next to that boy over there?" "no thanks mom, I'm really tired..." and she goes on this whole tirade about me being tired and how I'm not sleeping and all that crap and I'm like, mom shut up, don't you get it, I'm not tired, I just really, really don't want to sit next to him...but of course once my mom gets going there's no way to shut her up. Sigh. So after dinner on the way home I'm explaining to her and told her never to do it again, I have eyes, if I wanna sit next to him I'll do it myself. Don't you hate it when your parents do that to you?
Ricky said I was being really mean to the guy, maybe he just wanted to be friends. True, but he just really freaked me out...I felt bad because I turned down my mom's offer in front of everyone which is pretty much slapping that guy in the face, but deep down, I just really, really, really could not sit beside him so I didn't have much of a choice. Besides, the guy was like what, 17, 18 years old, and he kept going to the full-service bar drinking like crazy, he reeked of alcohol and his parents didn't even say a word about it, they didn't care...that totally turned me off even more.
Anyway, enough ranting about that, other than the freaky kid, the reception was really nice...the best man's speech bored me to tears and his jokes were absolutely horrid, I don't know how Uncle Darwin could possibly ask a guy like him to be his best man...but the maid of honor on the other hand was very articulate, great, well-timed jokes, and absolutely saved the whole speech segment. The food was OK, but the fact that there was a full-service all-you-can-drink bar, surprisingly decent champagne, and ice wine that we could take home impressed me a lot. Anyway, congrats again Uncle Darwin!
Songs of the Moment: To Alice by Eason Chan.
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