This morning I had an unpleasant encounter at the car park outside some shops. I was there to get some buns for the girls for their recess tomorrow. This particular business centre at my neighborhood is one very busy area. Getting a spot to park is highly unlikely if you are there between 8am through 7pm. Double parking is thus nothing new. When I saw an empty parking lot a few steps away from the bakery, I thought to myself that today must be my ‘lucky’ day. Not.
When i stepped out from the bakery 10 minutes later, I saw a black Mercedes double parked behind my car. I honked for a while for the owner to come out but no one came forward. Then I noticed a piece of paper stuck to my front windscreen with these printed words “You have parked at my reserved lot!” There was another similar piece of paper stuck to the back of my windscreen too. I went over to the black Mercedes to see if the owner had left a number for me to call and true, she left her business card on her dashboard. I gave her a call with a thumping heart for I knew I had courted trouble.
Me – hello Cxxxxx, your car is at the back of my car.
Before I could finish what I wanted to say, she replied frostily…
She – NO!! Your car is at MY parking lot!
(Oh my, this lady sounded very very fierce and angry!)
Me – I thought it’s meant for parking as the DBKL pole is pulled to the ground?
She – that pole is spoilt. Someone banged onto it. My parking lot has a red outline on it, which means that it is reserved!
Oh no, I didn’t know that. How dungu can I be!
Me – oh, sorry..
She – ok
Then I waited for another 10 minutes for the lady boss in her late 50s to come down.
Omg, she looked like a fierce junkyard dog about to pounce on me! As she walked towards my car with a pissed off face, my heart thumped faster. She knocked on my window and signaled for me to return the two pieces of papers to her. When faced with danger, your best defense when you have no ammunition is to apologize to subdue your enemy and that’s what I did. She then walked away infuriatedly like a boss who had just chided off her staff, got into her black Mercedes with black tinted windows and backed off for me to reverse out.
Phew, thankfully she ain’t some Mafia who threatened to smash up my head for parking at her reserved parking lot.
Today I am a lone ranger at lunch as Cass has to stay back for CoCo activities. The mil has gone out for a lunch date with her visiting daughter from Hong Kong and the hubs was busy with work.
When I don’t have to prepare lunch for the girls, I eat very simple food. Before the mil left, she boiled some purple sweet potatoes for us. I had two of them, a mug of Marmite and some super crispy fried fish and fried chicken from last night’s dinner. I indulge in fried chicken occasionally and I figured that if I remove all the skin off the chicken, I won’t get that scratchy feeling on my super sensitive throat. I know it’s disgusting to have all the fried skin removed but that’s life saving. My girls do that too. They’ve been trained. Try it and you’ll be doing your throat, heart and waist a huge favor while you tuck away on your piece of yummy KFC 😉