I’m. So. Pathetic.
Since we only have one car for a household of three and I have to go to the bank while Mom needs it for work (well, Dad always loses out to us when it comes to “car-fighting”) , I followed Mom to work. She drove me to 2 local bookstores and 2 banks before finally heading to her office at the other end of town. She refused to send me back home which is in another end of Muar so I had to linger around her office till lunch break.
In order to pass time and not to look like a sulky toddler teenager daughter in tow, I talked to her boss, the maid and one of her clients. After that I leafed through her office documents, calendar, magazines, pretending as if I know something, trying to look really thoughtful and busy. Few minutes before the taste of freedom, one of Mom’s friend walked into the office building to pass her some gifts. She’s a long-time family friend of ours and as usual, she exclaimed at the sight of me and started bombarding me with thousands of questions medical students hate to answer e.g. which are you gonna graduate?, how is your studies?, what are you gonna specialise in?, etc. Just when I finished “layan-ing” that Aunty with my standard answers and wide smiles hoping to mask my frustrations over the typical “interview” I face ever so often, she asked how long is my break going to be and when am I going back to Klang.
Just before I could answer, Mom told the Aunty that she’s GETTING TIRED OF ME and SHE HOPED I’D HURRY BACK TO KLANG so that SHE CAN GET HER LIFE BACK WITHOUT ME ANNOYING HER AND DISRUPTING HER ROUTINE. She went on to complain about how she had to ferry me here and there, prepare my favourite dishes, bring me out to my favourite stalls, listen to me complain about life, etc. Then they both laughed at me like I’m some funny looking exhibit.
*sob*
So you see… nobody wants me. Even my own Mom finds me a “space occuping lesion”.
She’d better not keep calling me on the phone soon after I go back to Klang this weekend even when she’s got nothing to say to me. As annoying as I can be, I know she’s going to miss me. Hah! I’d remind her that I WAS A NUISANCE to her then… muahahhahaha!!
Wait till you graduate, then the next Aunty question will be “When are you getting married?” followed a few years later by “When are you going to have kids?”
Not to worry Cyn - I’m sure your Mum will miss you when you go back to Klang.
Comment by dobbs — August 24, 2005 @ IST 07:31