'The day I swapped my dad for two goldfish'
Look what I found lying around at National Bookstore, Cybermall:
Actually, it was waiting for me. I was just supposed to kill time, waiting for my passport photos to get developed (I looked particularly icky in those pictures).
I would have gone back upstairs to the office, but the photos would only take 30 minutes, so it wasn't very "efficient" running back and forth like that. Well, I *did* go up before that, because I couldn't wait for the bank teller to return to her desk so I can ask for a bank statement. Then after logging in and checking some mails, I went down again, got the statement (very quick, that one -- she didn't even ask for my account number, just my name), and had the passport photos taken.
And so... While killing time, I dropped by NBS, and there it was, this beautiful thing wrapped in plastic, mint condition. I would have promptly bought it, but I still had plenty of time, so I browsed the stacks. I found a few nice titles (Vintage epic books, retelling classics by Virgil (Aeneid becomes The Fall of Troy), Homer's Odyssey (to The Return of Odysseus), among others. Pricey, though.), and the usual paperback sellers. But I kept 'The day...' close to me, and so when the 30 minutes had elapsed, I went to the counter, paid for it, and went out to claim the photos (which looked absolutely horrible -- not that I'm vain or anything).
Actually, it was waiting for me. I was just supposed to kill time, waiting for my passport photos to get developed (I looked particularly icky in those pictures).
I would have gone back upstairs to the office, but the photos would only take 30 minutes, so it wasn't very "efficient" running back and forth like that. Well, I *did* go up before that, because I couldn't wait for the bank teller to return to her desk so I can ask for a bank statement. Then after logging in and checking some mails, I went down again, got the statement (very quick, that one -- she didn't even ask for my account number, just my name), and had the passport photos taken.
And so... While killing time, I dropped by NBS, and there it was, this beautiful thing wrapped in plastic, mint condition. I would have promptly bought it, but I still had plenty of time, so I browsed the stacks. I found a few nice titles (Vintage epic books, retelling classics by Virgil (Aeneid becomes The Fall of Troy), Homer's Odyssey (to The Return of Odysseus), among others. Pricey, though.), and the usual paperback sellers. But I kept 'The day...' close to me, and so when the 30 minutes had elapsed, I went to the counter, paid for it, and went out to claim the photos (which looked absolutely horrible -- not that I'm vain or anything).
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