Saturday, April 15, 2006
My Life is a sitcom
Today, we went to one of those expensive red-tablecloth restaurants for dinner to celebrate my granma's 83rd birthday. After a rather good dinner, me and a bunch of relatives packed into the lift to head down to the car park again. I held the door as my aunties, uncles and cousins piled past me, barely leaving enough space for myself. I was surprised the lift didn't start beeping from the weight. I settled into the front as the door closed.
"Eh... going up la..." exclaimed one particularly observant uncle.
So the lift went up to the top floor and binged open. THEN it started beeping.
Like WTF? Of course, everyone waiting at the top floor saw the situation and were giggling like schoolgirls. So I got out at the behest of my relatives, and the lift stopped beeping immediately. I got back on, and it started beeping again. So I got off, and was now stuck on the top floor waiting for the lift to go all the way down to the ground floor, and then come up again.
This reminds me of my other tragedy with a lift where i was playing with my parking ticket when it suddenly came loose, and floated like a magic carpet towards the lift door in slow motion.
Then PAP! It landed flat on the door, and proceeded to slip down into the depths of hell. *sigh* 20 bucks gone.
Of course, it's not just lifts... that would be too boring. It's also chairs, bicycles, cars, taxis and ahbengs that add colour to my sitcom life, but I think most of you have seen those episodes already.
Man....
"Eh... going up la..." exclaimed one particularly observant uncle.
So the lift went up to the top floor and binged open. THEN it started beeping.
Like WTF? Of course, everyone waiting at the top floor saw the situation and were giggling like schoolgirls. So I got out at the behest of my relatives, and the lift stopped beeping immediately. I got back on, and it started beeping again. So I got off, and was now stuck on the top floor waiting for the lift to go all the way down to the ground floor, and then come up again.
This reminds me of my other tragedy with a lift where i was playing with my parking ticket when it suddenly came loose, and floated like a magic carpet towards the lift door in slow motion.
Then PAP! It landed flat on the door, and proceeded to slip down into the depths of hell. *sigh* 20 bucks gone.
Of course, it's not just lifts... that would be too boring. It's also chairs, bicycles, cars, taxis and ahbengs that add colour to my sitcom life, but I think most of you have seen those episodes already.
Man....
# posted by chak @ 9:28 pm 
