durian in ang moh world

The other day I was eating a durian ice cream and shopping. I was happily browsing around a shop selling hiking gear, when I heard this Asian guy explaining the pungent smell of durian just right beside me. I realized in that instant that the aroma of my durian ice cream had circulated throughout the store, "stinking" up the place. It was funny how I saw the ang mohs (read: Caucasians) avoiding me, casting me dirty looks, and wispering about the "smell" in the shop. One Filipino lady even commented to her ang moh boyfriend / husband that the store smelt of durians for some reason. She obviously failed to notice that the smell was coming from my ice cream. Haha...

Oopsss!

Anyway, I bought myself a backpack which made me AUD$99.95 poorer. Well, it was on sale, and I have been looking for a cheap but functional backpack for the longest time in the world. Like finally!~

Anyways, I apologized to the shop assistant for stinking up the store. She was standing as far away as she could, but at the same time had to come close to serve me. The whole process went like this:

"She stood around, came over to me when it looked like I needed help, walk away as soon as she finished, walk back up to me to adjust my bag when I confirmed that I was buying, walk away a little more while I admired myself with the bag on in front of the mirror somemore before I bought, followed me around at a distance while I shopped somemore, and finally, accepted my payment at the cashier while humouring me with small talk and sales pitch."

Such a poor thing right? You could see it in her eyes and expression that she stopped breathing at parts while talking to me. I hope she didn't hyperventilate after I left the shop.

Actually, I didn't expect the durian aroma to be so strong from that small little stick of frozen dessert. I mean, it wasn't even real durian (I think).

Anyways, I love my durian ice cream! I shall not tell you guys where you can find good durian ice creams in Brisbane, just in case everyone starts buying up everything, leaving none for me. Boohoo me for being selfish. Wahaha...

Well, if you don't believe me, go try it yourself when you are in a place full of caucasians. It's a little mean, but a whole new experience nevertheless. Lol...