traffic jam
Mood:  silly
Topic: House & Garden Philosophy
Took the little red tomatoe of my friend M. today for a spin... Why a little red tomatoe ? It's one of those neat little cars that can park anywhere but still do their fair bit of growling in the traffic (Oh, yeah, and it's red...). Ayo, this is the last time I ever took a car to Midvalley, or @ least on a sunday. A cab would have defenitely cost me less time... But of course, what to expect, it's a sunday and on top of that "Mega-sale festival" as well. That means it is time to stock up on underwear and socks ?? No la, just to get the easy-ironing shirt that now suddenly became affordable (I hate ironing, though I'm pretty skilled). Wanted to get another neat one with long sleeves, but.... yes, of course, my arms are too long. I'd better give up hope finding one here in Malaysia.
Anyway, finding a parking was hell, took me some 30-40 minutes ?! And while so I started thinking, how come that whenever there is a road accident, after all the involved people who pulled their cars on the side of the road, they always feel the need to flock around the injured car. Indeed like a flock of sheep they will start staring at this car;

She: “Mhhhh.. I think it’s a bump….”
He: “Yeah… could be….”
She: “It’s probably a new bump”
He: “ yeah…. And look, there is a scratch too….”
She: “Mmhhh….”
He: “Yeah…. It’s a bump….”
She: “Confirmative, a bump….”

The magic of car accidents….. Till the extent that they can even sometimes cause traffic jams from people passing by and feeling the strange urge to join in on the staring.
I got home only 3.5 hours later...