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Saturday, September 22, 2007

signs


I adore BBC's remake of The Taming of the Shrew. They were showing a rerun of it on Hallmark the other day, and i must say, i just find it immensely enjoyable.

i left a bunch of accounting papers on the dining room table. i, being the lazy ninny that i am, left it there for the past few days. funny thing is, whenever i needed a certain paper from that stack i left on the table, i'd come down from my room, get the paper, and yet leave the rest of the stack lying there. i'm that kind of lazy. anyway, this morning, i came downstairs with my stuff to do some work at the dining table, when i saw that the stack was gone. we're having guests over tonight, so i figured our maid must have cleared the table and kept the papers aside or wherever. so i tried looking at all the usual places, but takde. so i asked kak nikki where'd she put it? she gives me this kind of stricken look, and said she'd put it in our storeroom. the same storeroom where we keep all our old newspapers. the same storeroom where today, of all days, the orang surat khabar lame had come into to collect all those all newspapers. in other words, my stack of accouting past year exam papers were sitting in a truck destined for a recycling plant. wonderful way to start the morning.

oddly enough, and it IS odd because i wasn't pms-ing or anything, i started bawling. well, not bawling, but crying the same way i cried when i watched Armageddon for the first time. must have been some inner nerd in me mourning the loss of undone past year exam papers. tragic. i called up my mom and she confirmed that Kenny, the surat khabar guy, had taken the newspapers, and that he'd probably taken my papers too. but mom was onto damage-control in a flash. she called up Kenny and then rang me back to say that Kenny was on his way back and that i'd have to dig through the papers in his truck.

so 20 minutes later, sure enough, the truck arrives and i go swimming in surat khabar lama.

kidding,not quite. our stack of papers were lucky enough to be right at the end, so i was able to just pluck out my papers without any hassle. fuh. Alhmamdulillah, i'm just glad to get them back. this is a sign. a 'Janganlah malas sangat nak angkat barang tu' sign.

sign taken.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

A sign from above ... =P Keep picking those papers!

mostlyepiphanies said...

hehe.Ur mum does excellent damage control!My mum's version of damage control would be the one involving the 'kan mak dah kata dah' thing.hee~

Aki said...

Wow, you're lucky man. I'm happy for you =)

I can imagine how you must have felt, and I can definitely understand the crying bit. I get crazy sometimes too, without PMS as an excuse.

A said...

shao:haha, and the fact i got the papers back would be divine intervention :p

aijud:i know, my mom was awesome! i think it was because it had to do with educational stuff. if i'd accidentally thrown away an issue of RollingStone ke ape i don't think she'd have been as sympathetic. i'd have gotten the 'kan dah kate dah' lecture too :p

aki:thanx!when i started crying, i was kind of bewildered, and started wondering if there's such a thing as post menstrual syndrome or whatnot,haha. asal boleh nak blame moodswings on hormones, and not just personal behaviour.

Anonymous said...

Mak teh saved the DAY!, ei? She always does... SUPERLADY

A said...

haha, u said it syefik. mom IS pretty super.