Long story ahead.

After much I thought, I ordered McDonald's delivery today. So, since they usually get to my house pretty fast, I quickly go to my 'happy bird bank' to get my remaining money since my wallet is empty. I waited outside while helping my mum but Mr. Delivery Man is not here yet.

5 minutes later. Not here.

10 minutes later. Not here.

20 minutes later. Not here.

*phone call*

People from McDonald's called me to ask whether I made a delivery because the delivery man found the house to be empty. He asked me three times whether I'm at home. *rolls eyes* Would I be answering the house phone if I am not at home? He asked my address then he say, he will come again.

5 minutes later. Nope. My fillet-o-fishy is not here yet.

15 minutes later. I am cursing.Here I am waiting outside all this time with money ready to be given to you but my meal its not here yet.

*phone call*

"Hello. What is your address again? I cannot find it."
"No. XX. Jln XXX, x/x. Single-storey house."
"What? Restaurant?"
"...Rumah Satu Tingkat."
"Saya tahu."
"Nombor rumah cik ialah?"
"XX."

Major sweat drop there. When they first picked up the line, I confirmed my address. When they transfer call, I confirmed my address again. The first time they call, they asked my address again. Now, he ask again. And how did he came up with restaurant?

Seriously. If its not because he was on the way when he called me, I would have cancel the order.

5 minutes later.

I saw a motorcycle passed by. If I haven't turn and look at him, I think he will just past by.

My meal arrive. My french fries is already soggy. My fillet-o-fish as usual is out of shape and the fried chicken is for my family side dish. The drink is of course tasteless because the ice melts.

~*~

Part 2

My Lessy boy is so smart. He keeps on following me so I gave him some of the french fries. Then he kept on sitting beside me asking for more. I fed him. Then, I lied to him, telling him I got no more fries, so I went inside to get chili sauce. I pretended that I ran out of fries while trying to go outside the house to offer my mom some of it but he again sit next to me, looking me so sadly, wanted more fries.

I gave up.

Second round. Fillet-o-fishy time. I wanted to bring outside and eat with my mum. He waited at the door there, that clever dog. First attempt, failed. Second attempt, I put the burger on top of the speaker, then showed him my hands that it is empty. Then I step outside and quickly grab the burger. Second attempt failed. He is following me.

Then, after everything is finish. I went outside. That dog don't want to bother me.

What the hell?! He follows me only when I got food. Gee!

And I gave him half of my french fries!

Part 3

Mr. Newspaper man came by today. He stop at my house and he stared at me for a moment and I stared back. Mom greeted him and he said he thought he was in the wrong house.

"Why don't speak English?" he asked. I didn't reply because I don't know who is he talking to. Then he asked me this time "You understand Cantonese is it?" and I say yes. He mumbled to himself, "oh so you understand, I thought you are 'hua ren' etc."


I think hua ren means chinese people? But why would I not understand Cantonese? I mean my mom speaks cantonese.

He probably doesn't know that I am the daughter.