Well, hopefully this would help organize my thoughts a bit better. Lets see...

FRIDAY

With Father's Day looming (on Sunday and what not), finally got my ass down to David Jones to buy my dad a nice striped Sportscraft Polo for $55 (on special). I bought a large size.... which didn't fit him. Thankfully I have the receipt so will change it soon.
Also, thanks to Fathers Day, always Fathers Day, good ole Fathers day, the store budget rose but a lot. Really, its a ridiculously high amount so that even with superbly good sales that day, target was still unreachable. Crazy selling that day I tell you. We worked HARD. And after a hard days work, I said goodbye to my colleagues and sauntered down to the carpark, thinking about the nice rest I was going to have.
I couldnt find my keys in my bag.
To my relief, they were in the car ignition.
THE CAR KEYS WERE IN THE IGNITION.

and the door was locked. damn u non-technology.

So I frantically called home, asked my dad to pass me spare keys, enduring taunts of "LOSER" by my sis on the conference system. He agreed to rescue me and after hanging up, I went back to the store to share my experience with my lovely colleagues, who pointed and laughed and did the "LOSER" thing as well. Then...

Manager: Hey, do you need help breaking into your car?
Me: Wha...?
Manager: Yeah, break into you car! Don't you know that?
Me: No?
Manager: You live a privileged life...
Me (asking another colleague): Do you break into your car?
Him: Yeah... with a screwdriver.
Manager: Volvo right? All we need is packing tape. Let's go.

We went down to the car where for ten minutes, tried to squeeze packing tape through the sides of the door in order to shimmy up the lock. It didn't work though. Apparently my car was too well-maintained.
All in all though, dad came by, I got my door unlocked and got home nice and safe and sound.

SATURDAY

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the one, the only...



ZORO

with the single R. Copyright and all that. Because the theme is "Supergifts for Superdads", so AnR hired Zoro (Me) from Spain to come help them out. I'm a semi-superhero, the less atheltic, shorter, less handsome, less acrobatic, less charismatic... Zoro.

The costume itself took a while to create. It was a little last minute, especially the hat, which was made from a white hat covered by strips of black cloth sewn onto it.... thus the odd lop-sided look.

So yeah, working in AnR as Zoro. I devoted myself to developing my Ferdinandez accent, concentrating on simple words like "Buenos Dias Senor, Senora, Senorita" and "Adios" and what not. And walked about selling books.

I had several types of responses.

1) The cursory glance as customers walk past me, which is quite interesting as they acclimatise to dark cloaked pple approaching them so darn quickly.

2) Those that back away. I am serious. It's like they don't even see me approach them. Their peripheral vision sees a black shadow hanging about but they dun register it until I come up to them. Then they take a second gander, realise what it is thats there, and physically take a step back. Hurts the heart it does. I have to reassure them I mean them no lasting harm. Have a 10% discount coupon.

3) Those that laugh. And ask questions. Its these pple I love. These are the fun ones, those that play. They ask if I get paid more, I reply saying I get paid in gold and donkeys. Its fun, using such banter. And the kids! They are adorable. Sure, some run away when a dark, masked crusader for his people walks up to them bearing stickers. But others are just beautiful. A little boy played hide-and-seek with me for a bit. Another boy kept asking me questions. Two little sisters compared winnie the pooh bears with me.
This little girl, saw me, and started giggling. And she wouldn't stop giggling. She was an angel that one. She couldn't talk! Just giggled. Ah... adorable.....

So yeah, worked hard, enduring many bad comments, graciously receiving the good... then the end of the day came. And we were $90 short of target. So we bought books. So many books. Boss is broke now.

Tired me had to go to a dinner at relatives' after work (after Zoro was thrown off my skin of course), was good dinner but when I got home and everything was done, it was 1.

I went to bed.

SUNDAY

Fathers Day today, where I got up at 10 to do my assignment. Didn't get around it til 1230..... and I did very little of it the whole day. Good ole procrastination. Instead of typig out words, I spent my time watching The Office, which is a superb series btw. Very funny. Very interesting. I also chatted with Ginny about XJapan, of which she is finally a fan of, no help from me... and the usual d/ling of music. Which I am in the thrall of. Love Moloko, and discovering new music everytime! Learnt how to play some songs on the guitar as well.... but u dun wanna hear that.

At night, Fathers Day dinner which consisted of going to Romanza, a big italian restaurant. Food there was decent... not spectacular, but it sufficed. I paid... which family made a big hoohah about. And thats it.

All in all an interesting weekend filled with attempted theft, swashbuckling adventure without my stolen donkey (i even had a sword), and a nice, lazy, student-type of Fathers Day. And now, Im supposed to be doing my assignment again. Sure I am.

After this episode of The Office.


PS: BIG BIG BIG HUGS TO TAKA AND LIB! Different reasons, still the same promise of support and hugs.
Taka - get out there n play!
Lib - make whatever decision you want, I'm always there if u need 30% discount off books.