1632hrs

Listening to: Oasis - Lyla


This one's for my dad, who's more generous than I give him credit for. ;)


We met just past noon at a Japanese restaurant in town; as I walked in, he was already peering at the menu and trying to fend off the overzealous waitress ("Sir, you sure it's enough?").

We started off with some sashimi:



Just look how thick the slices are. (y)(y)!

Dad recommended the beef sukiyaki set:



The portion was pretty huge and I had some trouble finishing it. My appetite is getting worse... sigh.


So anyway after lunch, I told Dad that I wanted to go look for sneakers at FEP. Since he's the boss and has nothing better to do ("go back surf Internet only"), he went with me!

At the shoe shop, I pointed out the pair that I liked. He took out his glasses, peered at them ("made in Vietnam leh"), then declared: "I think I can wear this one leh!"

I was suitably mortified. Thankfully, he spotted another pair and promptly tried them on:



The sight of him trying on a pair of Nike sneakers while in a shirt and tie: priceless.

The shop didn't have his size, so the sales staff said he would go over to another branch to get it. We would have to wait for a half hour, so we went to get a drink outside.

And so it was him with his coffee and blowing smoke into my face, and me with my barley drink, sitting outside FEP at 2 o'clock in the afternoon like a couple of delinquents. Very surreal.


Later on, the guy got my dad's shoes, and as they were being put into the box, a funny conversation began.

Dad: What's your name?
Sales staff: *softly* Ah Choon.
Dad: Har??
Sales staff: *louder* Ah Choon.
Dad: *thinks* Got English name anot?
Sales staff: Got... Leorick.
Dad: ... ... nice name!


Anyway, here's a nicer shot of my dad's new shoes:



And of course, mine too! :)