Posted on May 27th, 2009 by Lilian • Filed under: Life and rants
My two older sons are very cruel. The other day, I told them that if the father is busy working during the school holidays, I can drive them to KL. And they made so many jokes about me that makes me wonder if I have indeed brought back the right babies from the hospital.
The two of them were laughing like hyenas at the back of the car. Like, “You know? Your ma can even get lost in Midvalley toilets, you imagine if we let her drive to KL? She sees two junction, she already panic and go aiyor, left or right, left or right, which is left, which is right?”
Then, another one added fuel, “If your ma is a reporter ha………, the news published already and she is still driving around, searching for the location.”
After that, they chorused, “Your ma, when you ask her to read maps, she always read the opposite direction!”
So, with that kind of negative inputs from the son, how can I not be totally lost? This morning, I wanted to go to the Rifle Range post office. I have been there like 6 times already. But today, I used a different road because I was coming from another direction.
And first, I drove right into the very, very densely populated, poor man’s flat and went, oh oh…this is the rubbish dump.
Then, I turned out and drove into another less densely populated flats, into a kampung.
Third time, I went, “oh oh, this is the graveyard”
So, I turned back again. And I saw PBA. The first time, many months ago when I wanted to go to the post office, I knew I had phoned hubby and asked him the location. I was at the PBA area and he told me to drive further. (but you see, I wasn’t sure if I am on the same side of the road or not)
This time, I am lost again. So, I wanted to phone him again. But I think twice. That man is going to scold, “Haiyor, how many times you been to the post office? Rifle Range got only one road, how can you get lost?”
Anyway, I wasn’t in a hurry so I drove around and finally found the post office…….
All the while, Michael Buble was crooning Lost to me….
Thanks, (you know who you are) for the parcel. Got it and will pass it to them on Friday.