i've been going to this bookstore a long time and only now did i notice the text on their floor tiles.
me: 'miss, what book is this on your tiles?'
customer service assistant: 'The Prince, ma'am... Machiavelli...'
ok... i check the floor...
hmmm... why is it so loooong?
i read a bit... aw! seems too serious... i don't remember this part of the book...
and then i see in a chapter title, The Art of War... huh?! that's Sun Tzu!
suddenly it dawned on me, oh, yup, she did say The Prince and Machiavelli. i had in mind The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.
: }
thrifty
on the phone...
friend: 'when are we going out again?'
me: 'why are we going to go out, we don't have vouchers... i don't wanna go out unless there's a [discount] voucher...'
; )
friend: 'when are we going out again?'
me: 'why are we going to go out, we don't have vouchers... i don't wanna go out unless there's a [discount] voucher...'
; )
jumping to conclusions
chose an item at the supermarket... checking out other stuff after... saleslady told me to just call her when i'm already at the cashier and she'd just bring the item...
so i was ready to pay and i asked the guard to please tell the saleslady i'm already at the counter...
guard calls out, 'mahal... mahal...'
[mahal = love / dear]
the saleslady comes near...
me to guard: 'you're a lover boy, huh!'
store staff behind me: 'her name's really 'mahal'...'
ooops... sorry... :"}
just for fam
at a restaurant... i was supposed to greet my uncle with a kiss when two of my cousins passed between us so we kissed each other first... after our beso beso, i was poised to resume planting a kiss on my uncle's cheek but i had to backtrack suprised that now in his place already stood a waiter... wahaha... pass... i don't kiss strangers... ; )
so dear
hahaha... dad's story about his mom:
she was born in the 1890s and passed away in her late 80s. now there was a store in front of her house in the province and my grandmother, using as reference point the prices from sooo long ago, found the merchandise too expensive. what my dad did was to talk to the storekeeper telling them to sell to my grandmother items at whatever pre-inflation price she wants and he'll just pay the difference. everybody happy... ; )
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