weeeeeee!

working on a public holiday is great. logistics ceased operation, thus no books to shelve. *weee!* store is jam-packed, eye-candies-counter-meter increased at an increasing rate. *WEEEEEEE!* sat back at the counter, surfed net, and did enquiries on phone and direct.

bloke: i'm looking for the book, 1982

me: you know the author?

bloke: george something...

me: under literature, shelf A05-03, look for orwell. by the way sir, its 1984.

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peeet-pot! peeet-pot!!

red fire engine! on the middle lane. all cars moved aside to make way. took the opportunity to tailgate the fire engine. whoa!!!

LIKE MOSES THROUGH THE RED SEA!!!

playing fireman on a fire bike.