Friday, November 19, 2010

UNIQLO a definite NO GO!

Some time ago I heard from my sister that Uniqlo has a policy about taking off one's shoes when trying on clothing. 

1) toe jam
2) plantar warts
3) any other germs / bacteria

Needless to say as a plantar wart survivor I refuse to take any more chances in the event I have to suffer thru craters burnt out of my feet and limping about in pain all over again.

So I told myself I wouldn't ever shop there.

However, also thanks to my sister, I've become the proud owner of a great brown jacket - right size, comfy, great for work.

Unfortunately for me, I didn't have any bottoms to wear it with.

Fortunately for me, the pasar malam downstairs was a great place for securing a printed brown skirt that would go great with it.

Unfortunately for me, I didn't have any beige/cream tops that would match the floral skirt.

So upon consulting with my guru of baju (read: nya Lisa) I decided to give UNIQLO a go. I figured I wouldn't USE the fitting room. I'd just identify a suitable tee / tank and get the heck out of there.

Right? Wrong. I step in there with mum in tow and asked salesperson #1 where I could find some women's fitted tees. 
"Wait ah, I check."
I'm puzzled. Er, don't you work here? Ok, maybe it's her first day on the job. 
"Ma'am, you mean slim cut tees?"
Hmm, I suppose that could be what it's called in this store. "Yes," I say. 
"Follow me."

Little did I know that she meant "follow me while I meander around this outlet because even tho I now know what you are looking for, I still have no idea where to get any. How about I try asking this other salesperson (aka #2)..."

He points at yonder shelf - wait, aren't those jeans? So we head over there and there's not a tee to be seen. 

"Hey, Salesperson #3, yes you, do we have any slim cut tees?" 
"Yah, there." (He points at a corner we had just gone round.)

More meandering follows. We finally get there. The tour guide hightails it outta there.

Oh. They're turtlenecks. I turn to salesperson #4. 
"Excuse me, where are your crew neck tee shirts?" 

Blur look follows.

I try again: "Round neck ?"

"ohhh, here" - points to turtleneck I'm holding. 

Now *I'm* confused. "No no," I say, gesturing to my own neck to try and charade it out to her "round neck, not high neck"

Another blur look. She proceeds to point behind me. 

I turn and see round-neck heat-lock-in long-sleeved supposed-to-be-long-johns-es. Sigh.

I look and mum and roll my eyeballs. We both head out the door.

Conclusion ->

1) too many salespersons with no idea what they're selling
2) no one knows what a crew-neck tee shirt is
3) they don't have any

Monday, November 8, 2010

BaliThai @ TM

The Place - Tampines Mall
The Time - Lunch
The Restaurant - Bali Thai
The Food - one main + one side + one drink for $12.90 ++ Drinks @ $1 each

Grilled Chicken Fried Rice



Honey Lemon Drink














Fish Fillet / Tofu with Sweet chiili sauce / Kai Lan fried in Oyster Sauce



Tapioca and Coconut Milk for Dessert - my FAVE!



Hurray! Mum finished her Tom Yum Noodle Soup

What Does one do...

on the eve of the public holiday that is Deepavali?

Cook curries and have friends over for dinner >>
















Thursday, November 4, 2010

In Hiding

I haven't written in a bit cos I was (unbeknownst to me) on a quest to find myself.

I've come to terms with my abandonment issues. I've sorted out the people in my life on my friend-meter, again! I've reconnected with people whom, in the past, I've had to keep a distance from. 

Moving on I can safely say that I'm over it. My concerns are for myself and the people whom I love. So if you're not People I Love then well, as they say, Tuff Sheet.

Am I still hurting? Sure. But it's safe to say that if a certain ex-beau were to show up with a story I'd be very unlikely to believe it. I'm not so much angry as exasperated. And perhaps the anger is at myself...for constantly defending and justifying the various positions I found myself in. 

And if you discover that I've suddenly become really quiet or reluctant to engage in any communication whatsoever, know that it's not me, it's you. I haven't got any more patience and/or years left to waste on people who think they're too good for / above / better than me. 

So, I'm done. And in a tribute to my latest project - Life is Great!