Pay It Forward

Luckily it's good stuff.

I hate when bad things happen to me, when it's not my fault.

Yesterday's afternoon:
At the end of my journey, I bought some fish food from the shop. The lady returned me excess change. I stood outside the shop and counted the change again. $1.60 extra. No no, I hate to have things that doesn't belong to me. I went back to return the money to the stunned lady.

Today's afternoon:
At the end of my journey, I bought a coupon holder from a bike shop. Still wearing my helmet because I'm lazy to took it down, I showed the holder to the ah peh who was talking on the phone. There was another ah peh sitting in front of him smoking. Most probably his kopitiam kaki.

Not bothering to speak, I held up the holder and gave a how-much? sign. The ah pek on the phone, busy talking to the fella on the next line, also don't bother to speak to me and gave me the 5-fingers sign. I took out a $5 note and gave it to him and walked away.

Na bei, $5!? Damn expensive man. This will be the last time I'm entering this shop.

Ah peh who smokes: Oei, oei!

I turned around.

Ah peh on the phone: Boy ah, lai lai!

What you one? Not enough?

Ah peh who smokes: Hahahah.....

Ah peh on the phone: 50c only. You got 50c not?

He returned me the $5 note.

Ah peh who smokes: That's 10 times more leh! Hahahah.....

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I don't mind them laughing at me.

Feel good that people are honest to me.