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Barely 3 days into the Lunar New Year, Bee and I already had our first HUGE fight in the year of Tiger.
It started off when we received a parking ticket in the span of 5 minutes that we tried to rush in and out of a Chinese restaurant in the city to order some takeaways for dinner. I got a bit crossed with Bee because that was the EXACT thing I warned him about and he just brushed it off.
He didn't bother to reload the parking meter, thinking that it was just for a few minutes and we would be able to get away with it. The parking meter only operates from 7.30am to 7.30pm, and it was already 7.20pm when we pulled into the parking slot.
I mean, it was just 10 minutes right? What were the chances of us getting a parking ticket in the span of 10 minutes, especially when we were just going across the street?
Now while that might be true in another city, Melbourne has the most efficient (read: anal) parking inspectors I've seen in the whole world! They are hidden in every corners and ready to jump out on you the minute your parking bay expires.
(Don't ask me how I know. Let's just say that it was a very expensive lesson for me to learn over the years.)
And that's exactly what happened. A parking officer came out from nowhere and issued a parking ticket on our windshield.
Up to this point, it all sounded really petty and trivial, yes?
And could you really blame me for being upset when I specifically reminded him, not once, but TWICE, before we got out of the car, but the stubborn man just refused to listen?
On a normal day, Bee isn't one who can't take criticism. But tonight, something in the usually patient and easy going Mr Nice Guy just snapped and his temper took off like a rocket.
Come to think about it, C* probably jinxed us during dinner last night when he said that 3rd day of Chinese New Year is traditionally known as "fight day" in Hong Kong, so as a general rule, people avoid visiting others or socialising on this day.
I looked it up on Wikipedia and it's true that the third day is known as "chì kǒu" (赤口), directly translated as "red mouth". "Chì kǒu is also called "chì gǒu rì" (赤狗日). "Chì gǒu" means "the God of Blazing Wrath" (熛怒之神)! @@
But no, jinxed or not, Bee was a total jerk to me and there was no excuse for it.
And he was a jerk to me this time last year as well. What's up with that?!
Maybe he's an annual CNY jerk. *Shrugs*
I don't care what anyone says, I'm planning a trip to go away by myself next CNY. Far far away from everyone else, especially on the 3rd day.
I'm not even that big a fan of Chinese New Year to start with, and this just further tainted my opinion about it.
Whatever. I'm gonna pop an extra Stilnox and head to bed.
So far, I'm not very impressed with the year of Tiger.
Not at all.
It started off when we received a parking ticket in the span of 5 minutes that we tried to rush in and out of a Chinese restaurant in the city to order some takeaways for dinner. I got a bit crossed with Bee because that was the EXACT thing I warned him about and he just brushed it off.
He didn't bother to reload the parking meter, thinking that it was just for a few minutes and we would be able to get away with it. The parking meter only operates from 7.30am to 7.30pm, and it was already 7.20pm when we pulled into the parking slot.
I mean, it was just 10 minutes right? What were the chances of us getting a parking ticket in the span of 10 minutes, especially when we were just going across the street?
Now while that might be true in another city, Melbourne has the most efficient (read: anal) parking inspectors I've seen in the whole world! They are hidden in every corners and ready to jump out on you the minute your parking bay expires.
(Don't ask me how I know. Let's just say that it was a very expensive lesson for me to learn over the years.)
And that's exactly what happened. A parking officer came out from nowhere and issued a parking ticket on our windshield.
Up to this point, it all sounded really petty and trivial, yes?
And could you really blame me for being upset when I specifically reminded him, not once, but TWICE, before we got out of the car, but the stubborn man just refused to listen?
On a normal day, Bee isn't one who can't take criticism. But tonight, something in the usually patient and easy going Mr Nice Guy just snapped and his temper took off like a rocket.
Come to think about it, C* probably jinxed us during dinner last night when he said that 3rd day of Chinese New Year is traditionally known as "fight day" in Hong Kong, so as a general rule, people avoid visiting others or socialising on this day.
I looked it up on Wikipedia and it's true that the third day is known as "chì kǒu" (赤口), directly translated as "red mouth". "Chì kǒu is also called "chì gǒu rì" (赤狗日). "Chì gǒu" means "the God of Blazing Wrath" (熛怒之神)! @@
But no, jinxed or not, Bee was a total jerk to me and there was no excuse for it.
And he was a jerk to me this time last year as well. What's up with that?!
Maybe he's an annual CNY jerk. *Shrugs*
I don't care what anyone says, I'm planning a trip to go away by myself next CNY. Far far away from everyone else, especially on the 3rd day.
I'm not even that big a fan of Chinese New Year to start with, and this just further tainted my opinion about it.
Whatever. I'm gonna pop an extra Stilnox and head to bed.
So far, I'm not very impressed with the year of Tiger.
Not at all.
