The Saturday I used my sports card for the 1st time...
Bloody sports card cost me 55 pounds. I know, I know. I do the stupidest things (like missing trains and flights). I had managed to get away without a sportscard for the past 2 years. The trick was to 1. Arrive fashionably late (~30min) 2. Look harrassed like I was a really important person on the team and rush in while avoiding eye contact. But this year a smart-ass I dun really like but who unfortunately is actually an important member in the club said, "blah blah blah..... and you WILL be checked this year." They do say things like that every year, but somehow this year it sounded more convincing and so I was convinced to consider the option of getting the card. While I was in the office making the card I was having a flu and so did not look very merry. Annoyingly, ang mohs have this habit of trying to get Asians to look/sound more enthused and so whenever I interact with one they like to stare at my face in great wonder and using an index finger on each side of their face, drag the air upwards in a 'U' shape. And I always think to myself "You look idiotic. Stop it." or "I was born with a serious face. Stop making fun of it."
Anyway like how life always goes I found myself swinging the other way the moment I decided to make the sportscard. And so I was a picture of regret especially after paying for the card.
Pictures speak thousands of words but I will add a few more sentences to mine. After regreting my 55 pound loss, I made a firm decision to make sure my card was utilised to its full 55 pound potential. The first thing, of course, was to make sure it was, as I was warned, 'checked this year' every time I went for practice. Thus the effort made to stroll in in as conspicuous a way I could to make sure the front desk girl saw me. Obviously that didn't work. I considered doing the cool thing and continuing my confident stroll to the court but at the same time, I was determined to let my 55 pounds fulfil its purpose. So I slowed down a bit to give myself a few more seconds to decide if I wanted to be cool or suaku. I opted for a compromise between the 2 and tried to casually flash my card while walking past the counter. However I couldn't stand that silly girl not even looking at my card so I thought "To hell with it " and stood there holding my card in front of her face as a silent way of telling her that she should be doing the job she is being paid to do.
Ah. Stupid ang mohs. Always make me look stupid.
