Last week, my mum told me that my dad's boss's brother told him that the boss bought 2 Nissan Latio. 1 for their brother, Ah Pin, and another for my dad to drive.
As it's not the boss who told my dad, I told him to keep quiet first. In the end, my mum almost leak out the news on Saturday and I had to 'shut her up'. She is always like that. Can't keep things to herself.
Imagine if she told my cousins, my grandma, etc. And they expecting my dad to be driving. Plus, my cousins always want my dad to drive them home Won't it be a disappointment for them if the Nissan Latio is not for my dad to drive?
Anyway, yesterday afternoon, my dad's boss's brother called Ah Pin and my dad into the office to draw lots to get the car plate number. My mum called and told me.
When I was at TBSC, while wanting to go up to the main hall to chant, my dad called and tell me the news and that he had already drove the car back from the salecenter and will be driving that from then on.
Well, there are pros and cons to drive a Latio or a Cabstar (previous vehicle that my dad drove).
Cabstar: front seats, 1 driver and 2 passengers (but pretty cramp), back still can comfortably sit like up to 13 person on nice cooling weather.
Latio: 1 driver and 4 passengers only.
That day, I told my mum that and feedback about the number of passengers for Latio especially when my cousins always wanted my dad to drive them back. The cousins side got like their mum, their maid, and 3 of them. Then if plus my mum, even my grandma and me. This is impossible and crazy.
And my mum would like say 'my cousins' want me to go swimming with them, etc and asking my grandma along or even like go IMM with them, etc (even on Sunday when my mum need not look after them). This is maddness...
Guess what is my mum's reply? 'It's ok lah. Backseats can squeeze.' OMG! I can't imagine that... I told her what about the barang barang, and she said can put in the boots. What if the boots dirty caused of my dad's job nature? And not all the things are suitable to be placed in the boots wor.
Sitting at the back of the Cabstar, in the sun on a Sunday after my dance training due to my cousins is already maddness. Don't tell me, now, I got to squeeze with them? If I don't go, my dad would say I don't like to go out with him, my mum would 先斩后奏 by promising my cousins that I would go with them, my mum would black face.
Can't imagine my mum actually said it's ok. If she say so, she'll mean it. *fainted*...
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