Honey... was so not nice to me.

It is hardly so that I miss a chance to eat, especially with friends. I so do love to eat with my friends. I think eating is spiritual, food is spirituality, dining is spirituality, and therefore I want dining to be a special experience. Hence I like to share this experience with my friends, very often.

Carillon City food court in the city is a place which I frequent. Situated in the Hay Street Mall, with openings at Hay St and Murray St, in the Perth city, it is one of the popular destinations with a food court. I have, so far tried various tastes over there- Indian, Thai, Hungry Jacks, Mexican , Subway, and gelato ice creams.

Today an incident infuriated me to the extent that I had to and HAD TO buy something- I mean that I had to resort to retail therapy - which I don't normally do when such an incident happens.

The incident was not big- for the person who Did It, maybe it was just routine for them. It, however, was the worst experience I have had in that Food Court or any other.

Today, I had a plate of Nachos with Salsa n Cheese plus a Coke from Ole' Mexican. I was sitting at one of the little tables at the Court, and had finished more than enough of the Nachos. I was starting to get full. I had a Coke can in my food tray, next to my plate. I was talking to my friend, who was sitting right next to me. It was a couple of minutes after I had left my plate idle. [Computers do resort to sleep mode or screen savers if left idle, but this does not happen with food.]

She is Honey. And there she comes. She grabs my tray towards herself. I realise that my tray is being taken away so quickly that I am speechless. What a speed. And then, I realise that I had Spent Money on Coca Cola, (I don't normally go for the sodas). Hey don't take my can away, its still Half Full. And I try to grab the can away from the tray.

Wow. Just in time. Thankfully she leaves the tray and starts wiping with the table with a cloth.
Now she cleans the table. And tries not to drop any fallen food on the floor. Sorry Honey, but I must point out- I did feel something falling on my feet, under the table. I am staring at her, as if she just fell from the skies.

Man, what a worker, So efficient. So much so that she even adjusts the chairs opposite me, and crushes my feet.Ouch?? No, well that didn't hurt, honey, but you needn't have done that. The chairs won't go anywhere if they're a few inches away from the table. Especially when people are sitting at the table. You are such a perfectionist Honey, or you think you are.

Now she looks at me again, takes my tray into her hands.
And she Smiles.

And I avoid her face. It looks like real bl**dy h**l. Everything about her , I hate. I hate the food court, I hate the whole hospitality industry, I hate the world, I momentarily hate the guy next to me who 'thanks' her, out of politeness.

Let me tell you one thing Honey, you may be sweet, but I don't like you. I wish you had spoken your heart out to me.
Alright if you were in desperation to clear all the tables and show them you were the Best Cleaner out there. Alright if you didn't want to share this ambition with me.
But I wish you had shared one little thought- 'May I take your plates away please?'

Alright if you didn't want to be so polite, or wanted to be silent, do you know how much I consider you my equal? I know you work really hard. I respect you because you have a paid job and I have none to my name. But Honey, at least 'Are you guys done?/Have you finished?'- couldn't you have asked me that?

I wish you had talked to me Honey. If only you had given me a sign. I wouldn't have minded at all... even for the loss of a Half Empty Coke can.

mickey j

I had a tour of the city - one of those that i do occasionally armed with a Camera.
I had to do a photography project on Metals, for my industrial design degree unit- for Technology and Communication 292.

I took some really good pictures. I cannot say whether the pictures are good photography, however the subjects that I could photograph were of a high quality. We have to make "a hundred observations" of metals. Design, which exists everywhere, makes use of metals in different ways. Its just there, every little and great place. Metal.

I have finished half of my project. Today was a really sunny day, and very eventful, for the whole city. There was a Foxtel TV, radio show going on of which i could make neither head, not tail.

In the other part of the Mall area, there he was- My NaamBandhu- Mickey. Mickey J.
He is a mime artist and performer.


To know more about him, watch this whole video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3r5uvafdBM

Sunglasses

MJ had worn these during the "Bad" era in the late 80's

Perth's Fashion Conscious folk let me know that they are back now...

i was wondering if they have arrived a bit later in Perth's fashion circuit today???


I think they are supercool... next best thing to sophisticated.

Polly thinks they look extraterrestrial.Thats her take on them.

Mr.K just acknowledges their presence... usually doesn't buy stuff thats not 'branded', AFAIK.

I think CC will buy them just because they exist.

I might go for the altered cheaper version because I lost my old goggles. My old ones were for $230...kidding they were just $ 10.
Thankfully I will not lose much money when I will lose those sunglasses again. And I am pretty sure I will lose them one day... life is long, and I have very less time.
People keep me busy hither and thither.
To top it all are projects...which means deadlines...[i wish they were not called so. Makes them look so scary... Doomsday, deadline, due date... ]

Weather changes happening. Sunny days come and go. It rains. Evenings feel pretty shady though. Wind thru' the hair makes it look beautiful. Smiling faces are in vogue.

And by the way, we are studying Rhetoric for Design.... Making stuff from metals... Designing a mobile phone for the elderly- learning human factors... Creating a lampshade based on a genre of Muziq...