Sitting Ducks

Jem brought tickets to take Josh (and ME) out for a trip on the Duck Tours last Saturday.

Let's just say our day started out BAD.

What started out as a day planned with picking Josh up from his enrichment class and bringing him for a nice meal at Fish and Co. and on to the Duck Tour ended up with disaster when Jem inserted his key into his car's ignition and... nothing.

Except for a horrible cranking sound like the car was on its death bed.

And the horrible word that escaped my mouth when I realised that the battery was dead. I swear, you would have thought that I would have shrieked in frustration. But the singular, strung out "FUUCKKKK" that came out of my mouth was such a strange guttural sound that even I was surprised.

Now I know how I really sound when distressed.

So anyhow, we had to rush to the repair shop on foot, make arrangements for my mum to pick him instead and keep our fingers crossed it was a simple issue of changing the car battery.

Thank God it was, but Jem's car gauges started beeping wildly and nobody in the repair shop knew how to repair it.

As if God just wanted to punish me a little more for not going to Assumption Day Mass, it started to rain really heavily. (Look, I'm SORRYYY!!!!)

So there we were driving along the ECP in the pouring rain, with Joshua staring at Uncle Jeremy's gauges beeping wildly and flashing red and blue and me trying to make Josh sing "rain rain go away".

We finally made it to Suntec City Mall and since we were already late, abandoned our plans for a nice lunch and instead had to make do with fast food.

After lunch we rushed all the way to the tour counter. While buying tickets, Jem asked Josh if he wanted the little duck whistles selling at S$3.50 a pop. Josh said yes, so Jem bought it for him. After blowing it precisely TWICE, he din want it anymore.

Poor Uncle Jeremy.

Anyhow so we got on the boat and Josh kept complaining it was so slow and asked me why all the bum boats were faster than our boat.

Jeezus.

Finally at the end of the tour and when we got off. Josh announced, "The Duck Tour is boring."

POOR POOR UNCLE JEREMY.

I think Jem was really devastated to hear those words out of Josh's mouth.

After sending Josh home (that ingrate), I treated Jem to a nice buffet dinner just to show I really appreciated his all his effort.

We had drinks and after we went home, I REALLY showed him just how appreciative I was.

;)

Rubber Duckies



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You're a little minx. But Ah Yee and Uncle Jeremy still love you very very much. :)