Case impossible #1
Crime scene : Prada Ion, #02-15, Cashier
Time of crime : 7 - 8ish pm
Victim : Myself
Accomplice : Ms J.S Kwek
Witnesses : Female assistance, insignificant customers, $250 bear keychain
Headlines: THE IMPOSSIBLE ON MR IMPOSSIBLE
It occurs when you least expected. Correction, the victim in this instance. None of my belongings above $1K were ever paid on behalf by my exes, friends, dates, colleagues, f*** buddies, shopping buddies, Mohan. "Abso-fuc*kin-lutely" certain to my shopping history. Speaking of history, yes, indeed literally, this shopping phenomenon wrote off my past purchase into the history book. I had no choice but to have Ms Kwek paid on my behalf for my purchase.
Of course, I reimbursed her after much-efforted hunt for AXS from Ion down to PS.. in three installment. All thanks to my credit card which refusingly decline the credit which only exceeded by a mere $100, my Mastercard being suspected of fraud transaction, landing itself into "replacement in transit" status and my scatterbrain-iness on paying with NETs. Sigh.
Swore to all, never had I landed myself in such an embarrassing moment. Well, everyone could emphasize and comfort me to "Let it go! You paid eventually! It's good as you bought it" Yet proud to say, I've never let others paid for something I want to buy. But that's peanuts. The root of the problem is, Jason was helplessly in an "out of wits" position, particularly when I was at payment stage.
If there was a hole I could dig out of the Prada store carpet, I would. It completely ruined my subsequent shopping trip. Ask the accomplice, never get anything after trauma at Prada. I even detour to avoid going to my hotspot Tiffany. What an unforgettable drama. Now that I mentioned it, I can feel my goosebumps and hair "mari kita"-ing. OmG.
