The time now is 8.41 AM. Four hours ago I managed to fall asleep after not being able to sleep for the whole night. Two hours ago I received a phone call.
I’m not going to mention any names here but I’ll give you some hints, it’s a girl. Cause us guys, we don’t forget to bring our shoes to work. Cause us guys, we wear our shoes to work. We wear our shoes on your feet. We don’t put it in a box, bring it into the car to use it later, and filling the car with shoe boxes.
Today is Ascension Thursday. Catholics have to go to church on this day. I was supposed to go to church this morning at 6.30 AM. Cause I slept late, I decided not to go. So this is a punishment from God.
Anyway, to go to this person’s office I have to pass the Loke Yew highway. If you guys know where Loke Yew is and have used that road at that time of the day, you know it is extremely jammed. Actually Loke Yew is jammed at all times, but at that time in the morning it is EXTREMELY FUCKING jammed.
To ease the traffic into town, they will close a lane for those coming back from town and instead, use that lane for vehicles going into town. So from two lanes going in and out of town, it becomes three lanes going into to town and one lane coming out of town. In the morning everybody is going to work in town, not many cars coming back from town, unless their “friend” forgets to bring their shoes to work. In my case, I were one of the three people coming back from town.
Now, when they open up that make shift lane, they put cones to separate the lanes. My fucking complain is, they should NOT allow fucking motorcycles to use that lane. Cause motorcyclist being the assholes that they are, tend to cut out of the cones onto on coming traffic. There is a section of Loke Yew where its very tight and since they took one of our lanes, the lane becomes a very tight one way up and one way down.
Some dumb fucker motorcycle tried to play chicken with me this fateful morning. Little did he know, I was in no mood to be a chicken this morning because I just slept for a little over an hour then I had an “emergency”. You can find his thrashed motorcycle in a drain somewhere along Loke Yew.
I will never EVER forget to bring my shoes to work or in fact, anywhere. Why? Because this is a very costly lesson that I learned when I was 9 years old. I remember the age very well because I will never forget the teacher that beat the fuck out of me after she caught me fighting with knifes in this story. My Dad used to send me to school in the morning back then. I would normally take my school shoes and wear them in the car when we reached the school. There was this one time I forgot to bring my damned school shoes. I was basically trying to look for my shoes frantically under the seats and everywhere while praying to God to make them magically appear,
“fuck fuck fuck fuck where are my school shoes, please God make them appear please I swear I will be a good boy from now on if you turn this car seat into my school shoes, fuck fuck fuck fuck…”
I didn’t have a friend I could call to bring me my school shoes and my Dad wasn’t about to drive home to get my shoes. Instead this was what he did; We went to a nearby sundry shop and he bought me a pair of slippers. Since they didn’t have slippers for 9 year olds, he bought me a damned Japanese slipper for grown ups. If they didn’t sell any slippers I would have probably gone barefoot that day.
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