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Saturday, January 17, 2009

Bitch, that's my orchid!

AHHHHH it's been a long day of chauffeuring my mom again once again. She drags me to costco EVERY time I come home and buys the same stuff or random crap she thinks she will use, but will never and it just piles up in the downstairs flat. That's the same reason why my sister's bf refuses to visit anymore because he's sick of going there. So the reason we went to Costco today is cause she overheard some old lady talking during dim sum about cheap orchids they were selling. I told her I had a lot of studying to do but she reassured me it would not take long and we could only get the best looking ones if we went earlier. Sigh.

Once we got there my mom left to browse through the orchid section while I just stood in an empty aisle being bored. But then, I heard some "shouting" if you can even call it that from the plant section coming from 3 old ladies. I thought they were just talking loudly to one another (cause that's how Asian people converse) until I realized they were actually calling each other "bitch" in Chinese... back and forth. Apparently one lady had snatched an orchid from the other ladies. The funny thing is it didn't even look like they were mad at all, almost like they were smiling. To any non-Chinese speakers it'd look like they were just having a friendly loud conversation. I just stood there laughing-out-loud for a good while. My mom spent a good hour just in the orchid section before I dragged her out of there. [I guess these things are worth fighting over... ?]


Spent the rest of the day hanging out at my grandma's studying and surfing the web in between. When I stepped out to bring my uncle something some old Asian lady with a cane had fallen down behind me so I went back to help her.. except she wasn't too cooperative. A toddler had been walking on his own and fell in front of her, leaving her to trip over him. The lady just kept fussing when we tried to help her up, complaining that her arm hurt and wouldn't get up. Finally the father of the kid picked her up from behind. I felt super bad for the mom.

I look forward to having some home cooked meals when I come back, but my parents have come to believe that going out for dinner is the cool thing to do. I go out enough when I'm at school, I just want something good without MSG for once. I can't wait to get back to LA!!!!!!!!!!!

1 comments:

jiMe said...

hahaha awesome story. you should tell your parents to cook instead!