What a day!

Today is errand-running day and the Frou has been granted leave to:
(1) Go check on her diseased lungs
(2) Buy a HDB season parking ticket
(3) Buy Christmas presents for the 2 kids she is sponsoring from a children home.

And the results of my errands are:

(1) I spent half the morning in an ugly green hospital gown, drinking free coffee and watching Ellen (she’s hilarious!) on Channel 5. When they finally called me in, my doctor showed me the xrays of my diseased lungs a year ago, in comparison to the fresh ones taken this morning. He started using words like “pulmonary artery”, “embolism” and “aortic air-valves” which did my head in but thank God, I have been seriously following House M.D dvds (I just finished Season 4!) so those words are familiar even though I have no idea what they mean. In the end, he concludes that my disease is in total remission and that I am healthy as an ox. Yipee!

(2) I actually had the gall to try and bribe a HDB Customer Service Officer to give me a nearer carpark lot to my flat but he absolutely REFUSED. He said, “Miss, sorry we cannot do that” with a self-righteous look of shock that I can suggest something so vile. I ditched that scheming act and pretended to look really sad as I explain about how it’s December and raining season and I’ll probably get drenched to the skin while walking from the designated far far away lot but he reiterated his point by stabbing his finger at the OFFICIAL HDB HOUSING RULE BOOK repeatedly. Such compliance!! Back in my home country, my tactics would have gotten me not just the nearest carpark to my doorstep, but they’ll prolly also throw in a few Bangladeshi workers to wash my car for me every other day!

Frou’s sms to Dailytoe: YOUR Gahmen wants me to WALK in rain and shine!
Dailytoe’s reply: Don’t be ungrateful. Buddha say got carpark lot far away better than no carpark lot at all.
Frou’s reply: Buddha only said that because he DOESN’T NEED TO DRIVE IN NIRVANA!

(3) My children (a 10 yr old boy and a 13 yr old girl) have specifically asked for school bags for Christmas. I don’t know what kind of bags kids carry to school these days but I read somewhere that children are expected to carry a lot of books to school nowadays which resulted in them developing backaches and joint pains at an early age. So, a very concerned Frou went to Queensway to buy backpacks from an outdoor adventure shop. Those bags are so sturdy, you can hold a small cow in them and walk a thousand mile without breaking your back – and they even come with functional side pockets for your water bottle. I thought that’s pretty useful, no? Practicality over beauty, mah! But now I am concerned if my kids will end up being teased at school for carrying something so unglam! URGH!

It certainly doesn’t seem like I have done a lot but somehow I’m too totally whacked to do any actual work in the office now…