So message received from my fatty, which got me quite emotional by reading the entire content. A long message first time from dad, not only about wishes but a deep love letter written by him. Why got me in such a mood once I got up T___T Damn tears were running down my face during the whole time I typed my last night's blog post. My house got filled up with sorrowful music, and my own unleashed depression went wild...How much depression you'd get from a depressing night, all you need is more time to get over things. This is a time to cry your heart out, and gets healed with slow paced music....
She took me out after 2ish. We were there looking for the right size of light globe for my lamp. That has taken us a decent amount of time to walk across a few streets and compare their prices, ensure it's energy saving and right size to fit in my lamp. Then she led me to that furniture store where they sell the office chair. The oldie already has painted everything for us. The scratches were almost gone, if not all. Mum couldn't stop checking every corner though, the boss joked around saying it'd be a different price if this chair didn't fall off from the truck. But then he's a nice oldie likes to bring humour to his customers. That was only my second time to visit the store, but I already could feel his enthusiasm towards Asians. He invited us to have some Chinese tea; he claimed himself is from Hanoi, Vietnam; he joked about he'd charge us for 50$ delivery fee; he even wanted us to wait for his son's van to deliver the chair instead of us carrying it home, this is how much he pays responsibility to his service; ensuring the best quality of product for his customer is also his first priority. We then waited there for another half an hour or so, til then, he suggested to get a big white cloth to wrap the chair around, as well as to wrap the trolley if we wanted to take it home on our own. I'd say it wasn't really a bad idea at all, except that the look was pretty fishy if you see someone pushes an white-cloth-wrapped object, wouldn't you relate to funeral or some kind? Mum was laughing at how cute this oldie is, his son, who was standing at the shop, also laughing at his father. Lastly he asked us to go home first to wait for delivery at 5-ish because he wasn't sure when his son'd be back from work. Besides, he also tried to ask to borrow a van from the chicken shop next to it, you can see how he has tried to help us to carry the chair home in every way. We waited and waited til almost 6-ish, we still haven't gotten any response from the furniture store, and we couldn't ring them and ask as I forgot to write down their number. So she asked me to walk back there and ask. As soon as I got there, the door was still opened, but there was no one inside the store, I waited for the owner to come back. He brought another friend of his back to the shop 5 minutes later, he introduced me as his little customer and hi-five with me. Then he nicely asked me to sit in his office, told me that his cousin was coming with his van, so we just needed to wait for a bit more. Then he started chatting with me, asking if I'm still studying. I was called a good girl after I said I studied blah blah blah. He then told me he also has two daughters, one of them is doing business management in a big company, and the other is a criminal lawyer who has a child of 5 months old. He showed me his grandson's video when he tried to 'sing' with his dad, as well as another beautiful daughter's photos. I could feel what a warm family he has from his smile on his face. What a happy oldie there :) He also expressed how much he loves China. He has been to China for so many times for business purpose, the most memorable thing he has is the elegant hotels and abundant choices of Chinese food. He also has learned some Chinese from his friend, and he told me he'd be going to have Chinese food again tonight. Anyways, his cousin finally arrived, he carried the chair to his van and drove all the way back to my apartment, waited me down there to open the door for them. Mum came down and helped these two oldies to carry the chair upstairs, the boss again joked around he'd charge us 50$ more for each floor he climbed up lol So now he has given a wonderful impression to us, two customers for all the dedication he made, were all showing he deserves more customers. Mum even said she would go to his shop more often when she needs something :3
Our initial plan was to go to that RSL restaurant to have dinner tonight. I told her to change her plan to tomorrow night because my hair looked terrible. Fatty called me half an hour later while mum was still cleaning our new office chair, I talked to him for a while, told him about my internship plan and all that. He gave me some opinions or strategies to attract online readers. It's true that the core value of online magazine for viewers is letting them to feel beneficial, plus the information given has to be constructed as concrete as possible, in his words, realism is one of the essentials that people care about, we can elaborate a subject beautifully but never make up something that is unreal. I love how dad has this tendency to be my analyst to whatever I tell him, nobody else will be this honest to you, just like he does criticize some decisions I make. Even if I told him that my friend works in a loan company and that he asked me if I'm also interested, he didn't give me a straight response, he doesn't for or against it, the only thing he asked me to do is to do some research on the structure of that company and ask for more daily duty and responsibility from my friend before I make further decision. I wonder if I've ever inherited rationality from him, who's so bright...
PS: mum's lamb was so great....I wanted to eat more >3<
PS1: So hearing that Iraq is now in an open war with its people, somebody that mum knows is now in Iraq, its capital city. So this is really worrying :/
PS2: Man..this Aria restaurant is way too exclusive...But looking at how special the food displays on the dish, the visual enjoyment I have from those tasteful food has made me go on searching for more pictures from google...I really wish I'm rich...I really wish I can afford the meal...and I really wish I can take mum there one day...
Our initial plan was to go to that RSL restaurant to have dinner tonight. I told her to change her plan to tomorrow night because my hair looked terrible. Fatty called me half an hour later while mum was still cleaning our new office chair, I talked to him for a while, told him about my internship plan and all that. He gave me some opinions or strategies to attract online readers. It's true that the core value of online magazine for viewers is letting them to feel beneficial, plus the information given has to be constructed as concrete as possible, in his words, realism is one of the essentials that people care about, we can elaborate a subject beautifully but never make up something that is unreal. I love how dad has this tendency to be my analyst to whatever I tell him, nobody else will be this honest to you, just like he does criticize some decisions I make. Even if I told him that my friend works in a loan company and that he asked me if I'm also interested, he didn't give me a straight response, he doesn't for or against it, the only thing he asked me to do is to do some research on the structure of that company and ask for more daily duty and responsibility from my friend before I make further decision. I wonder if I've ever inherited rationality from him, who's so bright...
PS: mum's lamb was so great....I wanted to eat more >3<
PS1: So hearing that Iraq is now in an open war with its people, somebody that mum knows is now in Iraq, its capital city. So this is really worrying :/
PS2: Man..this Aria restaurant is way too exclusive...But looking at how special the food displays on the dish, the visual enjoyment I have from those tasteful food has made me go on searching for more pictures from google...I really wish I'm rich...I really wish I can afford the meal...and I really wish I can take mum there one day...
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