Tuesday, December 06, 2005

On the way to find a bottle shop

My father works at PMP. They are a publishing, printing and distribution company and as such, I get near daily supplies of magazines, trade journals and other reading material which probably contributes to my amazing general knowledge, especially pop culture.

Anyway, he gets, or rather, steals a whole assortment of stuff. One, which he gets regularly and which I throw out regularly is That’s Life magazine – a cheap $2 rag that talks about peoples’ lives, silly prizes and ridiculously easy puzzles. It is not intellectually simulating or are the people featured mildly arousing, hence, swift toss into the recycling bin. But my father, every week, still brings a copy home.

Being bored with study one day, I went against my gut and thumbed through That’s Life. Something that I never ever do is read the horoscopes. It is a bunch of made up lies and half truths that lure the gullible; and extrapolating that, it applies to all the dribble that comes out psychics too. But, on this particular page, there was a psychic that gave hints on how to buy presents for people based on their birth date.

For me, it was “This group loves anything luxurious or which indicates they are powerful or successful.” As I read that, the room suddenly went cold, I felt a shiver run down my spine and my skin erupted in goose bumps.

With that in my mind, and still missing a birthday present, after an exam one day, I went to DJS and bought myself not one, but a whole set of wonderfully expensive Royal Doulton crystal champagne flutes.

I am now currently waiting for my champagne to be placed on ice.

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