Unlucky day
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Yesterday was one of my unlucky days. The unbelievable kind, that is.
I went to Marshalls to look for some much needed Queen-sized pillow cases which have gone kapoosh in the major stores. I was about to enter when this guy who must've weighed 3 tons was so in a rush behind me that he stepped on my foot. Not my slipper, MY FOOT! I tripped and I could tell that he felt so bad about it. So I let it go, he apologized and moved on. I grabbed a shopping cart in case I see some household furnishings along the way. 3-ton guy was so in a hurry that the front wheel of his cart got under my left slipper and snapped one of the thongs out! I let out an "Ack!" because I still hadn't fully recovered from the trip, my slippers had to be injured too. Again, he apologized PROFUSELY this time but in this rush rush rush to get to the store, he might as well have said his sorries over a megaphone from the back. I was already annoyed because clearly this guy wasn't watching where he was going. But, I thought, he weighs 3 tons, so I'm going to word him. I told him to, "Please, next time, watch where you're going, Mister, ok? You end up hurting people." A P O L O G I E S again. So I let it go. I figured I can just push the thong back with a safety pin later.
Hokay. Now Marshalls sells cheap branded and authentic goods. And that is why a lot of people shop there for last year's or last season's goods at marked down prices. As much as I wanted to buy another shoe, I would never wear a pair of shoes without applying some alcohol inside it first. God knows how many people have tried shoes there and with my skin allergies, I have been very sensitive lately. So I limped while shopping around the store and settled for these ballet flats that I didn't need. They were the easiest to find.
So I head to the restroom after my purchases and washed my hands. In walks this mother with a very adorable toddler. The mom goes inside a booth while her son stands behind me. And as I was humming a tune while washing my hands, I could feel my shorts moisten. I couldn't figure it out at first but when I turned around, JUNIOR in there was taking a piss and the trajectory was aimed straight at me!!! In other words, GI-IHIAN KO SA BATA! I go, "Oh my God! What are you doing?? Where is your mother!!" He just laughed and smiled and continued to pee ON THE FLOOR. At that point, I had already looked in the mirror and saw huge islands of wetness at my back and ON MY CROTCH. He was so short, he got me at the worst wet spot ever. He crawled under to get inside his Mom's booth and I think he got a verbal spanking. The mom apologized to me and even offered to buy me new shorts in the store. But knowing Marshalls, nah, I would never wear something off the rack there. So I stayed in the restroom for a while, cussing the fact that there was no air dryer. Thankfully, I brought extra undies because it was soaked in the back. Aaarrrgh, I had a long day of shopping planned ahead and I had to be stuck in the restroom while I waited for my shorts to dry up. I ended up buying a pair of shorts at Old Navy. I had to ask the Area girl to iron it first before I wore it just to make sure.
Malas gyung adlawa.
I went to Marshalls to look for some much needed Queen-sized pillow cases which have gone kapoosh in the major stores. I was about to enter when this guy who must've weighed 3 tons was so in a rush behind me that he stepped on my foot. Not my slipper, MY FOOT! I tripped and I could tell that he felt so bad about it. So I let it go, he apologized and moved on. I grabbed a shopping cart in case I see some household furnishings along the way. 3-ton guy was so in a hurry that the front wheel of his cart got under my left slipper and snapped one of the thongs out! I let out an "Ack!" because I still hadn't fully recovered from the trip, my slippers had to be injured too. Again, he apologized PROFUSELY this time but in this rush rush rush to get to the store, he might as well have said his sorries over a megaphone from the back. I was already annoyed because clearly this guy wasn't watching where he was going. But, I thought, he weighs 3 tons, so I'm going to word him. I told him to, "Please, next time, watch where you're going, Mister, ok? You end up hurting people." A P O L O G I E S again. So I let it go. I figured I can just push the thong back with a safety pin later.
Hokay. Now Marshalls sells cheap branded and authentic goods. And that is why a lot of people shop there for last year's or last season's goods at marked down prices. As much as I wanted to buy another shoe, I would never wear a pair of shoes without applying some alcohol inside it first. God knows how many people have tried shoes there and with my skin allergies, I have been very sensitive lately. So I limped while shopping around the store and settled for these ballet flats that I didn't need. They were the easiest to find.
So I head to the restroom after my purchases and washed my hands. In walks this mother with a very adorable toddler. The mom goes inside a booth while her son stands behind me. And as I was humming a tune while washing my hands, I could feel my shorts moisten. I couldn't figure it out at first but when I turned around, JUNIOR in there was taking a piss and the trajectory was aimed straight at me!!! In other words, GI-IHIAN KO SA BATA! I go, "Oh my God! What are you doing?? Where is your mother!!" He just laughed and smiled and continued to pee ON THE FLOOR. At that point, I had already looked in the mirror and saw huge islands of wetness at my back and ON MY CROTCH. He was so short, he got me at the worst wet spot ever. He crawled under to get inside his Mom's booth and I think he got a verbal spanking. The mom apologized to me and even offered to buy me new shorts in the store. But knowing Marshalls, nah, I would never wear something off the rack there. So I stayed in the restroom for a while, cussing the fact that there was no air dryer. Thankfully, I brought extra undies because it was soaked in the back. Aaarrrgh, I had a long day of shopping planned ahead and I had to be stuck in the restroom while I waited for my shorts to dry up. I ended up buying a pair of shorts at Old Navy. I had to ask the Area girl to iron it first before I wore it just to make sure.
Malas gyung adlawa.
posted by maudester @ 11:35 AM
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