The day my supervisor and I went shopping
Today, last week, I went shopping with my supervisor. Weird, I know. It went like this..
One sunny afternoon as I was just stepping into the office after skivving off somewhere (actually, just stepped out to meet one of the reps from the students union to discuss on the freshers fayre), office mate informed that my boss was looking for me. He (boss) normally does knock on my door once in awhile when he has this brilliant idea and wanted me to try it out. We just had our meeting a few days back..and I haven't done much on it. Not wanting to be scolded for not following his trails of thoughts, if he does touch on the subject if I see him straight away, I got down to skimming the notes of our last meeting. 'Skimming' is the operative word here. Done that, I quickly took my notepad and rushed down to his office.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
"How is your work?", he said.
"Yeah..i'm working on the programming"
Then he started to explain again the stuff that we have gone through. And there I was thinking (not really listening)..he is so nice to me here...I am blessed with this supervisor. After a while, I was just about to say, "Yes, I'll get on with it" and wanted to go when he said..
"The second thing I wanted to talk to you about is..Do you have a driving licence?"
Apparently, he just bought a car and the tank was almost empty. He just had 15 driving lessons and hence he can't drive it to the petrol pump himself. He needs a favour and I told him no problem at all. So, I am to meet him at his house on Saturday at 10am.
Saturday came, I was late ..for 3 minutes. Greeted by the wife and asked me to come in to see the babyyyyyy..Coeeeee. Baby just woke up..cute and she has an English name..more appropriate i guess. After saying goodbye to the wife, I jumped into the car.
Now this car is weird. I can't even turn the keys to start the ignition..It is one 'tight' car. Furthermore, it has this safety card where you need to insert it at the same time as you put the key in the ignition. Either I am too used to the Japanese and Malaysian cars that I can't seem to turn on the ignition or maybe it is just one dodgy car. After reading some stuff on the web, I know now that Citroen is one quirky manufacturer.... security package, fitted to all models, is its ignition key. As well as acting as the remote control for the vehicle's central locking for the doors, hatch and fuel filler, it incorporates a computer chip that provides a series of rolling codes, where a new code is used to unlock the doors, etc., each time it is used. This key also contains an electronic transponder that, when placed into the lock, matches an encrypted code with the vehicle's computer, enabling the fuel and ignition systems..... Anyway, we managed, finally, to get the car started. We ended up, him starting the car and me driving.
After filling up the petrol, and get my pants splashed with it..don't ask me how. We went to one of the nearby
to get his shoppping. I have already done my shopping just the day before, so off I went to the clothes department and left him to do his shopping. After browsing and trying out and browsing and trying out again (whilst talking to my mom on the mobile), I finally bought a long skirt -white-background with splashes of colourful flowers (which reminds me: you've bought it- wear it!!)
At the entrance, he was already there - waiting for me ..heh heh. I guess men are more effficient when it comes to shop. He was suprised to see me dangling one tiny plastic bag. I guess, he thought that I would buy loads to shop. Sorry, but I am not going to show you one of my 'bad' habits, shopping i mean.
We then drove back to his house. He did invite me in for lunch. Naturally I declined. I had to, I saw him buy lots of 'things' that I can't possibly eat.
One sunny afternoon as I was just stepping into the office after skivving off somewhere (actually, just stepped out to meet one of the reps from the students union to discuss on the freshers fayre), office mate informed that my boss was looking for me. He (boss) normally does knock on my door once in awhile when he has this brilliant idea and wanted me to try it out. We just had our meeting a few days back..and I haven't done much on it. Not wanting to be scolded for not following his trails of thoughts, if he does touch on the subject if I see him straight away, I got down to skimming the notes of our last meeting. 'Skimming' is the operative word here. Done that, I quickly took my notepad and rushed down to his office.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
"How is your work?", he said.
"Yeah..i'm working on the programming"
Then he started to explain again the stuff that we have gone through. And there I was thinking (not really listening)..he is so nice to me here...I am blessed with this supervisor. After a while, I was just about to say, "Yes, I'll get on with it" and wanted to go when he said..
"The second thing I wanted to talk to you about is..Do you have a driving licence?"
Apparently, he just bought a car and the tank was almost empty. He just had 15 driving lessons and hence he can't drive it to the petrol pump himself. He needs a favour and I told him no problem at all. So, I am to meet him at his house on Saturday at 10am.
Saturday came, I was late ..for 3 minutes. Greeted by the wife and asked me to come in to see the babyyyyyy..Coeeeee. Baby just woke up..cute and she has an English name..more appropriate i guess. After saying goodbye to the wife, I jumped into the car.
Now this car is weird. I can't even turn the keys to start the ignition..It is one 'tight' car. Furthermore, it has this safety card where you need to insert it at the same time as you put the key in the ignition. Either I am too used to the Japanese and Malaysian cars that I can't seem to turn on the ignition or maybe it is just one dodgy car. After reading some stuff on the web, I know now that Citroen is one quirky manufacturer.... security package, fitted to all models, is its ignition key. As well as acting as the remote control for the vehicle's central locking for the doors, hatch and fuel filler, it incorporates a computer chip that provides a series of rolling codes, where a new code is used to unlock the doors, etc., each time it is used. This key also contains an electronic transponder that, when placed into the lock, matches an encrypted code with the vehicle's computer, enabling the fuel and ignition systems..... Anyway, we managed, finally, to get the car started. We ended up, him starting the car and me driving.
After filling up the petrol, and get my pants splashed with it..don't ask me how. We went to one of the nearby
to get his shoppping. I have already done my shopping just the day before, so off I went to the clothes department and left him to do his shopping. After browsing and trying out and browsing and trying out again (whilst talking to my mom on the mobile), I finally bought a long skirt -white-background with splashes of colourful flowers (which reminds me: you've bought it- wear it!!)
At the entrance, he was already there - waiting for me ..heh heh. I guess men are more effficient when it comes to shop. He was suprised to see me dangling one tiny plastic bag. I guess, he thought that I would buy loads to shop. Sorry, but I am not going to show you one of my 'bad' habits, shopping i mean.
We then drove back to his house. He did invite me in for lunch. Naturally I declined. I had to, I saw him buy lots of 'things' that I can't possibly eat.
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