Nabi message + new suit!
Waking up to the sound of my alarm, I knew it was my birthday. It was a good feeling. It almost made me want to get out of my warm bed and into the freezing cold. But no donut. I slept some more and woke up with just enough time for a shower.
I grabbed some Macca's in the city and ate it as I walked to the office. Throughout the first half of the day I slowly worked through a brief, with the back of my mind thinking about later tonight. I was going to do it. I was going to walk into a fucking brothel with a cake. It wasn't against the rules, but I'd look silly, but I didn't care. It was all going to work. I was looking forward to it. I was in the mood to do it.
At lunchtime I decided to go try on that suit at DJ's. I should've tried it on last night, but oh well. So I went for a walk to DJ's and tried on the suit. I was approached by a seemingly gay Asian guy who worked there asking me how it felt. I asked if there was a smaller one. He asked me to button it up, so I did. He analysed me and said that that was right, I didn't need a smaller one. He said I had a "deep chest" (whatever that meant) so that if it was any smaller the 'v' bit would stick out too much.
I went to have a look in the mirror and it was pretty much exactly the same as the one in Market City. Only $150 cheaper. I loved it. Sure, the lights weren't as bright in here, but that only made it more real. I placed it back onto the rack and left.
I went to get the cake and thought about the suit. On my way out I had asked a store person how long the sale would be on for, and he said about two more weeks. At first I thought I'd just get it before the two weeks was up, but the more I thought about it, the more afraid I got about someone else buying it. After all, the rack wasn't exactly full, and there were only two in my size. I would really be regretting it if I didn't get it now at a $150 discount.
Anyway, I bought a chocolate mousse cake in Chinatown and then settled it back into the office fridge. Emma caught me and asked if it was one of their puffy cakes. I managed to steer the conversation away. I find that she is pretty friendly, but for some reason I just find it awkward talking to her. Maybe it's because she's attractive? But then Alanna is attractive. Wait, I find it a bit awkward to talk to her too if it's not about work.
I had my soup and bread for lunch as per normal, and then slowly finished off my brief. On the way back from my walk at DJ's, I had a phone conversation with the guy at the dealership. My dad had taken the car there for them to see if they would fix the damage. I got into an argument with the guy because he was telling me about how the damage could have been done, so that meant it wasn't them. I said I didn't care how it was done, I just know it happened when they had it.
We ended up hanging up on eachother. I was soooo angry, it was all I could think about for the rest of the afternoon as I finished off the brief. I did an angry brief. My mind wasn't completely there, yet my work was flowing smoothly, if that makes sense.
I was continuously angry until one moment when I returned to my desk. I checked my phone and saw a message. At first I thought it came from the Ele/Linda camp. But then I read the rest of it:
Oh my god she messaged me! She messaged me!
Not only did that cheer me up, but it put a smile on my face for the rest of the day (even until now). I thought that was really thoughtful of her to say she wasn't working. Sure, she could've said nothing and let me found out from the shop. And I'm sure some people might interpret this as a "blow off", but hey, she feels safe enough to give me her number, so that's something. I also wondered if there was somewhere in that message that was hoping I'd ask her out. But I doubt it.
I left work at about 5pm, having gotten a credit limit increase on my credit card and decided to get the damn suit before someone else did. I went to DJ's, put on the suit and pants in the fitting room and came out buying it. Fuck it. It's my birthday, only Malay and some girl on the internet (Vanilla) remembered, I deserve a present. Besides, not seeing Nabi tonight meant I saved some money. I guess that also answered the question about whether I should see her on Saturday or not.
I had also replied to Nabi with the following:
I thought I'd wait a bit so I appeared somewhat busy. I didn't get a reply back, but I wasn't really expecting one anyway.
I went back to the office to get the cake from the fridge and then went home. The thought of going to the casino did occur to me, but I thought it would be a perfect day if I could just go home and have dinner with the family, especially after what dad went through last night, having put on some hair dye which made him allergic and he went to the hospital, walking home at midnight.
That's all I wanted. Despite the fucked up call from Holden, I thought I had a pretty good day. I got a message from Nabi, I got a new suit, and I was going to have dinner with the family. No gambling.
Too bad my dad was at work so only had dinner with my mom and sister, but it was still a good day :)
I grabbed some Macca's in the city and ate it as I walked to the office. Throughout the first half of the day I slowly worked through a brief, with the back of my mind thinking about later tonight. I was going to do it. I was going to walk into a fucking brothel with a cake. It wasn't against the rules, but I'd look silly, but I didn't care. It was all going to work. I was looking forward to it. I was in the mood to do it.
At lunchtime I decided to go try on that suit at DJ's. I should've tried it on last night, but oh well. So I went for a walk to DJ's and tried on the suit. I was approached by a seemingly gay Asian guy who worked there asking me how it felt. I asked if there was a smaller one. He asked me to button it up, so I did. He analysed me and said that that was right, I didn't need a smaller one. He said I had a "deep chest" (whatever that meant) so that if it was any smaller the 'v' bit would stick out too much.
I went to have a look in the mirror and it was pretty much exactly the same as the one in Market City. Only $150 cheaper. I loved it. Sure, the lights weren't as bright in here, but that only made it more real. I placed it back onto the rack and left.
I went to get the cake and thought about the suit. On my way out I had asked a store person how long the sale would be on for, and he said about two more weeks. At first I thought I'd just get it before the two weeks was up, but the more I thought about it, the more afraid I got about someone else buying it. After all, the rack wasn't exactly full, and there were only two in my size. I would really be regretting it if I didn't get it now at a $150 discount.
Anyway, I bought a chocolate mousse cake in Chinatown and then settled it back into the office fridge. Emma caught me and asked if it was one of their puffy cakes. I managed to steer the conversation away. I find that she is pretty friendly, but for some reason I just find it awkward talking to her. Maybe it's because she's attractive? But then Alanna is attractive. Wait, I find it a bit awkward to talk to her too if it's not about work.
I had my soup and bread for lunch as per normal, and then slowly finished off my brief. On the way back from my walk at DJ's, I had a phone conversation with the guy at the dealership. My dad had taken the car there for them to see if they would fix the damage. I got into an argument with the guy because he was telling me about how the damage could have been done, so that meant it wasn't them. I said I didn't care how it was done, I just know it happened when they had it.
We ended up hanging up on eachother. I was soooo angry, it was all I could think about for the rest of the afternoon as I finished off the brief. I did an angry brief. My mind wasn't completely there, yet my work was flowing smoothly, if that makes sense.
I was continuously angry until one moment when I returned to my desk. I checked my phone and saw a message. At first I thought it came from the Ele/Linda camp. But then I read the rest of it:
How a u? I'm naby. Happy birthday to you!! I'm day off today sorry.
Oh my god she messaged me! She messaged me!
Not only did that cheer me up, but it put a smile on my face for the rest of the day (even until now). I thought that was really thoughtful of her to say she wasn't working. Sure, she could've said nothing and let me found out from the shop. And I'm sure some people might interpret this as a "blow off", but hey, she feels safe enough to give me her number, so that's something. I also wondered if there was somewhere in that message that was hoping I'd ask her out. But I doubt it.
I left work at about 5pm, having gotten a credit limit increase on my credit card and decided to get the damn suit before someone else did. I went to DJ's, put on the suit and pants in the fitting room and came out buying it. Fuck it. It's my birthday, only Malay and some girl on the internet (Vanilla) remembered, I deserve a present. Besides, not seeing Nabi tonight meant I saved some money. I guess that also answered the question about whether I should see her on Saturday or not.
I had also replied to Nabi with the following:
Chinchaa? I bought a cake for you too, but doesn't matter, I will see you on Saturday :p
I thought I'd wait a bit so I appeared somewhat busy. I didn't get a reply back, but I wasn't really expecting one anyway.
I went back to the office to get the cake from the fridge and then went home. The thought of going to the casino did occur to me, but I thought it would be a perfect day if I could just go home and have dinner with the family, especially after what dad went through last night, having put on some hair dye which made him allergic and he went to the hospital, walking home at midnight.
That's all I wanted. Despite the fucked up call from Holden, I thought I had a pretty good day. I got a message from Nabi, I got a new suit, and I was going to have dinner with the family. No gambling.
Too bad my dad was at work so only had dinner with my mom and sister, but it was still a good day :)
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