This is nothing worth writing and reading about, but I just want to remember how a person can be so pretentious:
Long ago (during our poly days), days after they shifted, she couldn't find some shoes. That fateful weekend, I had a date with Mr Liow but he had to postpone our meeting time till further notice. He wasn't too happy but he had no choice coz his mum, now my MIL, was kicking up a fuss about finding her shoes. Even his dad was ransacking boxes to find them and I remembered Mr Liow complaining that his mum hadn't stopped grumbling since that morning.
I remembered, because I wondered why she had to be so upset over just shoes, and why because of her shoes, I couldn't meet her son. Was young then, those were childish thoughts.
Now, it's our turn to shift. Obviously, things go missing. And I don't think either Mr Liow or myself were urgently looking for anything (I was looking for something most women need on a monthly basis but went to buy some after searching the earlier boxes in vain).
When she saw me searching (but didn't know what I was searching for), she calmly counseled me: "It's like that. I have shifted house before and I know. Things go missing. Slowly look for your stuff. Be patient."
Ha! Firstly, I wasn't kicking up a fuss and making the whole family find what I need. Secondly, I do not have the luxury to "slowly look" for what I need to prevent some bodily fluids from creating a mess. Can't find, go buy. Simple. I don't know what she's trying to teach me.
I just keep silent.
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