Gas
Posted by spunky | Filed under Monkee Do, Monkee Moto
Bambi has been dressed. I was tempted to make a trip for a bike wash till I saw the clouds looming. Looks like there’s no luck in her getting some lady-like treatment.
Nothing much to rant about today, our house ran out of gas. I sent a text to the flatmate informing him so. His reply went something like ‘I haven’t heard the term ‘ran out of gas’ since I was ten…’ Well I suppose most households use piped gas these days. Our rented place is kinda old skool. No complaints from me, I love it here.
I called the good people from Shell Gas, the lady on the phone was courteous and quick with information.
Spunky: How much is it?
Lady: Thirty-six, ma’am.
Spunky: Ok, twenty-six! (did a little dance of joy as that was the exact amount I had in my wallet)
Lady: No ma’am, THIRTY-six.
I am convinced I am a few baby steps away from Tinnitus.
She said it would be delivered within the hour, I took the chance to quickly go cover Bambi up in the car park, draw some money and maybe BUY lunch. I’ve gotten so used to cooking lunch, the thought of buying it makes me feel uncomfortably lazy. Except for breakfast at Ya Kun, I don’t like eating out alone. much like my friend Laosai, I’d rather bring it home.
After the trip to the ATM, my phone rang.
A different lady on the phone this time,
Lady: Hello? My driver is at your house but nobody is home!
Spunky: Oh! I am on my way back!
Lady: How long ah? He cannot wait so long!
Spunky: (getting annoyed) I’m 3 mins away from home, I came out to draw money to pay for gas. I’m walking back home now.
I RAN home. Nevermind that I just showered and smell nice. I love Singapore’s humidity, it cancels your shower like THAT.
Huffing and puffing up the stairs, the gas man was standing outside my door.
Spunky: Hello! Sorry ah!
Gas Man: Aiyah! Why you call then you are not home?
Spunky: (really annoyed now) I went to draw money..
Gas Man: (in an uncle-like nagging tone) I cannot park downstairs for too long you know?
Spunky: (firmly and a little louder) If I don’t go draw money, how to pay you?
I made small talk with him, not wanting to seem ungrateful. In fact I am pleasantly surprised he arrived in less than 20 minutes. He was right about not being able to park downstairs for too long, perhaps I look a deceivingly young so it gave him the impression that I could be bullied.
Lunch was some rice with a fried egg and preserved vegetables in olives. Simple but totally yummy.
