Yesterday, I had a busy day. From rushing to different places to finding a pair of beautiful rings to getting the nicest-smelling perfume. I went to four different places.
I had to make a visit at Arab Street to buy dinner for my other half. I bought the famous Arab Street Murtabak. Absolutely delicious. Service; good. Efficiency; fabulous. I alighted from the cab and like in 2 minutes after ordering, my murtabak was ready, still piping hot.
How amazing was that?
Then I boarded the same cab and sped to Millenia Walk to buy rings. It was 9 and I feared for the worst; the shop closed. I told the driver to wait for me while I buy the rings. I ran like one mad man to this shop name Moshi Moshi but it was already close, technically.
The shutters were halfway closed and I saw the sales assistant counting money. I knocked on the shutter and asked her if I could still buy the rings.
She stared at me and asked me to go away. What the fuck?
That was really rude of her. She could have said in a nice manner, "I'm sorry, sir. We're closed."
Then I rushed to the 2nd destination; the perfume shop which is located at Millenia Walk too.
I bought the nicest-smelling perfume there ever is.
With much probing and questioning, my other half knew the perfume's price. It's ranging from 100 - 150 dollars.
Then I boarded the cab again and told the driver to get me to Suntec City. and that's where I bought my rings.
Thankfully, the shop wasn't closed yet. Muahaha!
The sales assistant was really nice; from having to tell me which rings were nice to being patient with me. But she always make really really funny expressions on her face.
The rings; 130 - 200 dollars.
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