We were both lying down in bed, getting ready to sleep… almost. Then The Wife turned around and said, “dear, if you go out and see a bag this big *shows width and height of a rectangle with hands*, buy it for me.”

I sense the LV/Gucci request coming. Here’s the counter.

“Huh? Why? I thought I just bought you a new one?”

“That one is a little too big leh, I need a smaller one, you know, for me to go out casually.”

“Huh? What do you want to put inside?”

“Er, umbrella, wallet, handphone, maybe a water bottle.”

Thinks to myself: That’s a lot of shit… I’d put those in a backpackers’

“Har… what colour you like? I think storeroom got a lot… NTUC…”

Then I felt a sharp pain and couldn’t remember what happened next.