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! :)
