total irony

As i described to shan about my current situation...

Right after my rt, I was like "Oh yes! I passed my test! no need to come for remedial training anymore!"

And then the very next moment exiting the ECP, "crap... the car died on me..."

SUPER BIG SWEAT DROP LOR!

this is one of the super-wtf moments... it's like i've now been forced to remember about how i passed my IPPT this year during RT. "Why yes, i remember that very day! I passed at last, and luck ran out on me because the car stalled soon after!"

@#$%

Actually that's not the end of my whining yet. Of all places i stalled, it was of a mere 200metres or so to rachel's office building!!! poor rach had to walk out to where i was stranded. the story continues as we waited, these pesky insects living in the grass patch on the pedestrian island in the middle of nowhere probably thought of me as an invader and thus proceeded to hop all over my legs hoping i'll get out of their way. as if my predicament was not bad enough... they had to come bother me just because they'd get stuck in my hairy leg.

The tow truck finally came, reversed in front of my car, lifted my car up, locked it in place and off we went. Rachel and myself sat on a tow truck for the very first time in our lives! In the words of an advert for Emirates, "when was the last time you did something for the first time?" because i feel those words as i sat, and as my legs turned numb. why? it was a tight squeeze you see. rach sat on the left and i sat between herself and the chatty tow truck driver. underneath my feet was a rather large speaker/woofer. so yes my legs felt numb by the time we reached our destination.

Did i mentioned CHATTY tow truck driver? well alright he was quite friendly but it seems all that ever came out from his mouth would never leave the topic of cars. probably an occupational hazard but i can't blame him because given that he drives a WRX, he must have very good business! of course he'd know a lot about cars... and the topic probably won't leave the corner of his mouth until he retires.

so we reached the garage and dropped us off along with the car. car key goes into the key drop of the garage (the shop isn't open 24 hours you know) and my brother met us up right there. we picked up our belongings from the heart failure of a car and headed home. right, so we haven't had our dinner yet. takeaways from macdonald's fixed that.

did i mention about my new side show? i'd created the site for the same reason aircons exist in singapore. okay bad example but never mind you... i just wanted to. feel free to drop me a note at my gmail address if you would like to share a cold joke or two. if you include the phrase "The Cold Jokes Club" in your email content, it'd save me a step because it will then go straight into the blog for me to decide if it should be published. share share a bit lah?

*weeeeee*