Too much of a good thing

Sunday, July 6, 2008

A left here, a right there


If you don't think locating a Reebok store on Sampige road in Malleshwaram is the most frustrating thing to do, only next to living through Madonna's 4 minutes, then you my friend, excuse me for this, think from between your butt cheeks.

I'll tell you why.

First, the disappointment from knowing the fever I had was nothing exotic like Chikungunya; normal viral jazz. To endure assorted sicknesses, without deriving satisfactorily revolted reactions, you must agree, is thankless.

So I was waiting in a bus-stop for my cousins to drive there from their offices so we could go eat dinner someplace. Now you can’t manage to amuse yourself, with just a man there who looked 15 months pregnant, for 2 hours. The thought of him walking into a room, a minute after his belly-button does, can only occupy you for a few minutes. I still had my loyal radio though. Only, it had an impressive way to turn me off too. Katie Perry’s ‘I kissed a girl and I liked it’ had just replaced Coldplay’s ‘Viva La Vida’ on top of the charts. What was the world coming to?! I’d rather tie myself to some rusting track and get run over 438 times than have it on my imaginary 70 GB iPod.

Anyway, my sister called at long last and asked me to locate this restaurant called Rasa on Sampige road and walk to there since it was a one-way, and they couldn’t pick me.
‘Rasa, opposite Reebok’, she said. Which main? ‘Opposite Reebok’. Cross? ‘Opposite Reebok’. Any landmark? ‘Reebok. Opposite Reebok’.

Aah wait. This narrative is getting so fucking boring. I’ll just tell you this smart-fart chick I asked directions from, said Adidas has better stuff, and asked me to go there instead of Reebok. Let’s just say, I gave her a substantial piece of my mind.

Bottom(read: under)line(read: statement) is, I’m not the best person to suggest to, an Adidas store when I’m looking for a Reebok one.

Fine, technically not a bottomline, but you can lay off if I cared.
Damned Reebok fellows have changed their logo. It’s now some gay blue plain writing. I’ll only tell you I walked past the store twice without noticing that was the store. 2 hours. 2 fucking hours.

Bah.

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posted by Nayantara at 12:38 PM

5 Comments:

so chasing shoe stores...u might have used ur shoes to slap that stupid girl...lol

July 6, 2008 at 4:44 PM  

"The thought of him walking into a room, a minute after his belly-button does, can only occupy you for a few minutes."

ROTFLMAO! too much man! :P

July 7, 2008 at 12:03 PM  

haha..i know the place..sampige reebok store and even the RASA hotel..haha and yeah the frequesncy of sighting a 15 month pregnant guy there is preety huge :)

July 13, 2008 at 9:45 PM  

@ nefariousoutlook

Try the vegetable platter on the topmost floor. The continental cuisine place. :)
The mocktails are yummy too. :/

August 1, 2008 at 11:34 AM  

Ha ha. Hope the marketing guys from reebok get to read this. :)

April 30, 2009 at 10:11 PM  

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