A dull Sunday in town
Having been stood up by a senior friend at work who promised to take me to Pratunam, Bangkok’s shopping center for people from all walks of life, I felt that my Sunday was going to be so boring for me. You know women love shopping. So do I. For a window shopping most of the time, though. I’m not stingy; I just know the value of money I earn and just think over and over before I come to buying something. What should I do? I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth like my Prime Minister’s children. But the pasted Sunday, I did intend to go shopping in Pratunam, not for a window shopping as usual.
I had planned with that senior friend to go shopping a week ahead. She was supposed to take me to Sum Peng and Paohurat as well. I felt happy deeply to have a guide to show me around Bangkok for free of charge since I don’t know Bangkok well even though I’ve been here for 3 months or so. But the beautiful plan had to be put off just one day before the trip came.
I woke up around 1 PM with a headache because some cool movies on HBO kept me up all night. I slept in for a while and got up lazily to take a shower. It was such a dull Sunday, but my feet urged me to go out, say, I couldn’t be a lazy arse sleeping in all day. I looked at my wall clock with my eyes open wide. 15 mins to 3 PM!!! How did my showering consume so much time?
“I still had some time. There was no hurry,” I talked to myself wearily. I was dead wrong. Never say no hurry in Bangkok. You know why.
I am used to living my easy life in upcountries – from Phitsanulok to Uthaithani, Nakornsrithammarat, Buriram, Khon Kaen and Samuprakarn – where people do not struggle to live from hand to mouth much. Of course, poor people still struggle to live their lives, but I don’t think they do hard like those who live in a big city such Bangkok. My life was so nice back then. My life has changed since I started my first career in Bangkok. Actually, in Samutprakarn. I have to get up at 5 AM every morning even though I go to bed after midnight as always. I’m a night owl!
I’ll be right back. My boss is here.
To be continued…
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