Last Saturday night, while at work, I thought to myself, I should leave some change in my pocket, just in case I leave my wallet at home and I need some cash. I kept $25 in my pocket justincase. Yesterday, funnily enough, I realised I lost my wallet while we were out to dinner with Zane and Vien on Monday night. What I think happened is I went to pay for dinner, then Zane said don’t worry about it, so I put my wallet away but inadvertently pushed it into my back pocket along with the bottom back part of my new F1 shirt. When I went to take a seat, the shirt stretched out and hence pulled out my wallet. It’s probably on the floor somewhere at the Thai restaurant in Bonnyrigg. I called them but they said that no one handed in a wallet. So, eventually I gave up looking for it and called ANZ and Medicare and got replacement cards sent out. They will arrive within the next 7 days.
My car rego was due to expire on Tuesday 4th October, so on the Monday I tried to register it online, but the Monday was a public holiday, so no one would do a safety inspection to make my car road legal. So I took my mums car to uni on Tuesday and asked Shamim to take my car to get it certified on the day the registration is due, Tuesday. He came back and told me that the mechanic didn’t give me a pass and told me to get new tyres fitted before he grants authorisation for me to drive it. By the time I got back from uni, it was 6pm and thus too late to get new tyres fitted, I figured I’ll leave it till tomorrow, Wednesday.
Today was a good day. I woke up at 11:30am, thinking it was 8:30, got up, had a shower, got dressed and headed to Hornsby to get new tyres in my unroad-worthy, unregistered car, with no license. Afraid cops will find me and pull me over, I did what any sane person would do and took the back streets and avoided cameras. First stop was the RTA. Upon presenting myself to the counter at the RTA, I asked how much is a replacement license, he said it’s $23. I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited to get a license in all my life. I can go back to being a normal law-abiding citizen. The disgruntled dude wasn’t very interested in any conversation, so I just sat on the chair and had my photo taken like a good boy should do.
Next stop was Bob Jane for a new set of Pirellis. While I was waiting for Bob Jane to fit the new tyres, I wondered into ANZ and showed them my shiny new ID and asked for all $73 out of my account. She got me to fill in some forms, wished me a happy birthday and sent me on my way.
Now that I’m $73 dollars richer, I went and bought some lunch at the food court. Lunch was an ultimate burger meal from KFC. While I was having lunch, I noticed an unusually large number of school kids in the shops. There was two girls that walked by, probably in year 10 or something, wearing those denim shorts that you can see the pockets sticking out the front, I love those shorts, albeit on an older generation, lol. At the same time, I overheard a couple sitting next to me, most likely from the same school and probably in the same grade, commented on the two girls walking by about how slutty they were and that they would never wear those clothes and that they command a lot more respect than that.
Lunch finished, I walked into Myer and sat on the comfy couch that was on sale for $1999, reduced from $2999. My phone started giving me all these message alert tones from Facebook from about 20 people posting on my wall for my birthday, wishing me all the best. I thanked each one separately and commented on Viens wall post about me smelling like rice and something about rapping about arrows and sparrows and eating marrow, for which I am thankful for her awesome sense of humour. Thanks Vien. One of the messages I received was an mms from a friend from uni. She sent me a video of a monkey, which I’ll post here, that caused me to burst out into laughter while people were looking at other furtniture. I thanked her for her embarrasingly halarious gift.
4pm came and I headed back to Bob Jane where my tyres have been fitted and $502 later from dads credit card, I have some new Pirellis and a mechanics authorisation to drive the car. Got home and went straight online and paid the rego, peeled off the old sticker from the car and attached my new label, symbolising my now road worthy, licenced and registered car. What a triumph.
Getting home, was the same boring shit. Facebook and study, in that order. Then Shamim and Yvette arrived home and asked what’s for dinner. I said nothing yet, because I just got home. They headed out and got some sausages, chicken thigh fillets and satay chicken skewers for the BBQ for dinner.
After dinner, Shamim called me out and started blowing on those party whistle things that have the disgusting tube of rolled up plastic on the end of it that gets filled up with saliva after 30 seconds of use. I smiled. As I came out of the hall way, I saw a surprise birthday cake with 28 candles lit on it. They both sang Happy Birthday to me and they both said a different name on the third line of the happy birthday verse. Yvette said David and Shamim said Payam. I lol’d. It was quite an effort to blow out all those candles, I’ve never seen so many in front of me like that. The last time I saw candles on a cake, there was 21 of them. I shook Shamims hand and gave Yvette a kiss in appreciation for the effort they went through
We sat at the kitchen bench and ate some cake. It was delicious.
I am very grateful for Shamim and Yvettes unnecessary efforts today for the birthday cake and hiding the cake in the empty fridge that no one ever checks for food, lol.
Anyway, pictures and video to follow. Apologies for the quality of the images, they were mms’d to me.
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