I got shooed out of Tesco yesterday.
The overzealous guard refused to let me in and insisted I left my backpack with the counter. I explained to him that I have my toddler things inside.
“Susu, seluar, pampers dia kat dalam, macam mana nak tinggal?”
His stone faced pointed to the small sign.
I added, “Barang berharga di dalam, siapa nak tanggung?”
(valuables inside who is going to responsible?)
Still he acted like he rules the world. So limpeh tulan, told him, tak payah lah, saya pergi Sunshine. (go rival supermarket)
I just had my lunch at e-gate and the day was very cooling and soothing. So, I did not create a fuss. We had entered don’t know how many supermarkets with the backpacks and we had been inside Tesco almost every time.
In the car
5xmom : *#&^@(#&$* teet CNN MCB*%#^%$##@
13 yrs old son : Take his photo la next time.
5xmom : Ya hor, just now I should have taken out my handphone give you to take his photo and I use the camera and we ‘tiak, tiak, tiak.” Sure he nervous one. Then, I send his photo to their mat salleh boss and complain. (Tesco’s GM or something had made an ‘open door’ policy.)
#13 yrs old son : No lah, you give the photo to Seetru.
5xmom : Huh? What see through?
ROTLMAO with hands still on the steering wheel.
5xmom : No, no, we put on gay porn sites!
Later in the day, I found son sitting in front of computer laughing and holding his stomach.
“Oi, siao ah? What’s so funny?”
“What balloon? Oh, that balloon. Make sure you don’t go experiment ok?”
Next blog to introduce to son must be Simontalks. Safer.