The worst individual auntie award goes to the bookshop auntie. I went there to change my pants today. No! Not that way. Anyway, I went to change 2 pairs of sch long pants cos the buckles were rusty. (how hell does stainless steel become rusty?) And she just ignored me for about 2 minutes, Then finally she asked what I wanted. And her face was sour and everything.

I stood there in fear. Told her about the pants. And she muttered something like �take them out�.. Thereafter she kept muttering stuff about how she was going to have to go to so much trouble and how she wasn�t paid to do this� When she finally saw the pants she was like �like kiam cai!�

I fled as soon as possible.

written at 9:55 p.m.