Not professional at all

Last night, I went to Marine Parade hawker centre for dinner with my AMKSS buddies after a trip to a hair salon nearby.


While gulping down my plate of grease chicken thigh with char siew rice, I observe this plump lady sitting at the table right in front of me, waiting for her take away dinner to be ready. Then something caught my eye. There is a price label attached to her tee shirt. My first thought was that she did not realise that, but as my evil mind ponder deeper, I came to the conclusion that she is a dumb shop lifter.

Let's look at the unlikely possibilities

1. She have forgotten to take it off.
   Eh, it's 8pm. Either no one told her because she is universally hated, or she is simply too thick skinned to feel it for the entire duration of the day.
   
   
2. She works night shift.
   If it's night shift, she should have already be at work by 6pm when most night shift started.
   
   
3. She just brought the tee shirt.
   I didn't see any bag with her that might contain another piece of clothing. Either she had bought the new tee shirt while naked or she had threw the old clothing away.
   
   
4. She had forgotten to pay and left her old clothes behind.
   Try convincing the judge that.
   

And my conclusion is, she had shoplifted the tee shirt not too long ago. It's an all time classic trick. Go into a crowded store and grab a few pieces of clothing into the changing room. Wear the clothes that you want and exit the store after dropping the unwanted clothes including your old piece of clothing. Well you should also cut off the price label before you go, but this lady in the picture apparently forgot to, or she is new to shoplifting.

Being an absolute peace lover, I did not blow her cover and left her alone.

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Ok, I guess no one believed that. I admit it that I will not do anything that does not benefits me. I rather go home and sleep than to make a scene and declare myself to be a champion of justice at the expense of my time.

When prata stall don't have any prata to sell

One of my favorite breakfast spot is the Banquet food court at Harbourfront centre. In order to fulfill my destiny of growing fat and die, I will often go for the roti prata stall to get my morning fix. It's not cheap, as the plain prata goes for $0.90 and egg prata for $1.80. Well I guess even at that kind of pricing, Banquet can't be bothered to make sure that they have prata to sell me.

Me : 1 egg 1 kor-song !
Indian guy : *Shaking head in response*
Me : Eh 1 egg 1 kor-song !
Indian guy : *Waves hand*
Me : Huh ? (looks around and found no prata dough around)
Indian guy : Teh Tarik ?
Me : *Walks off*

Well I guess the hike in food prices caused a massive increase in flour prices, resulting in the fact that $0.90 cannot buy me a plain prata anymore.