Scented Sunday
Three minutes ago I was content on going to bed. But that did not happen.
It's become a habit of mine to blog late sunday evening/early monday morning.
Let's see... what happened today... I had just gotten out of Winners with a nice pair of replacement pants for the one I demolished the other day when a thought hit me upside the head so quickly I'm still reeling from whiplash. I was supposed to pick up Richard and Remy, Raimey, Raime... Richard's new kid's pressie! Shit. I completely forgot! So I sent JR scurrying to find the nearest Body Shop/Fruits and Passion. He went looking as I haggled with the manager at Japan Camera for a nice price for a brand new tripod. He didn't budge so I left to look for the pressie. We power walked into Body Shop.
"Hi, can I help you today?" enquired the nice sales girl as we, two handsome looking males, entered the serenely scented store. We were out of place, us two handsome looking males.
"Yes, I'm looking for a gift basket for, umm, stuff for, umm, a male, umm, hmmm, effeminate, umm, guys stuff," I replied confidently and with absolutely no hesitation. "The guy I'm looking for likes stuff, like, um, he's um."
"Body Shop-ish?"
"Yeah, exactly!"
"Oh, sure, if you could follow me," she said without a beat. "We have a selection of baskets," she pointed at the well stocked shelf.
"I'm looking for something under twenty five dollars."
"Let's see. We have a selection..." She trailed off. More accurately, my attention span wavered. There was too much bath, spa, perfumy things in an astounding assortment of colours. My senses were assailed.
"Do you have baby stuff?"
"No, unfortunately we don't carry them anymore." My heart sank. In my mind I thought, well, I ain't gonna split the bill when I don't have to. I started thinking, "NEXT!" but I humoured her. She led me to the back of the store to show me some more baskets. Most of the items were way over my budget and I didn't think Amy or Harm would appreciate it if I went over. I know Bill wouldn't. So I said, "Thanks so much for all the help. I think I'll go shop around the mall some more."
Outside JR proceeded to tell me how he played and smelled all the perfume and cologne. They had hemp scented perfume. I found that quite intriguing. Must smell it for myself the next time I stop by.
Fruits and Passion. This time I went straight into the store, smiled at the sales girl, and did not say a word. I was gonna look and smell first when I heard, "Do you guys need any help?" Two handsome looking guys lost in a smelly store attracts attention.
"Yeah, sure. Do you happen to have anything for babies?"
"Yes. If you could follow me, it's at the back."
Well, well. Twice in one day two attractive looking women wanted to take me out back.
She bent down (oh la la) and opened the locked shelf. (Dear Reader: get your head out of the gutter).
"We keep the baby stuff down here 'cause we're running out of shelf space," she politely explained. "We have sampoo, honey milk, bath soap," she explained as she pulled the items from the shelf.
"How much are they? I've got a budget of about twenty five dollars."
"Well, you could get this this and this for such and such." I don't remember the exact prices. Suffice it to say, it's all in the receipt. The baby stuff ended up costing more than the budget allowed. Great job, Arvin.
"I'll take the soap and the shampoo," I proclaimed triumphantly. She grabbed the items, got up, and headed towards the cash register. "I'm also looking for men's stuff. Do you have gift baskets for men?"
"Oh, sure. Come follow me, big boy." Okay, I added those last two words. She placed the shampoo and soap on the counter on the way to the front.
She showed me Human, and some other brands that I cannot recall at the moment. They smelled terrific though. One was strong, which Richard would love, and another was very subtle. I liked them both. However, I made the decision of buying the Human bath shampoo. It was cheap and I like Human. It's got a great subtle bamboo fragrance and goes on smooth. It makes your skin feel soft. I use it from time to time. I got a couple of bottles free when I bought a present for my aunts a few months ago.
"I think I'll go with what I like. I'll grab the Human," I informed her confidently.
She rang up the sale and it was... $51.18. Great. Over budget. Amy and Harmony will understand.
Other Sales Girl Behind the Counter looked at me funny. I don't know why. "Are these gifts?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Together?"
"Nope. These two go together and this one is separate." She wrapped them up.
Sales Associate number one (I should really ask for names more often) put the individually bagged pressies into a larger bag and proceeded to the front of the cash to personally hand me my purchase. She was so nice and helpful.
So what was JR doing this whole time? Spraying his whole body with fruity crap. His hair, coat, and room smells like Fruits and Passion now.
*Sniff* So does my hand. And I've washed it several times since then. Oh, wait. I used Human tonight. That's why I smell like that.
It's become a habit of mine to blog late sunday evening/early monday morning.
Let's see... what happened today... I had just gotten out of Winners with a nice pair of replacement pants for the one I demolished the other day when a thought hit me upside the head so quickly I'm still reeling from whiplash. I was supposed to pick up Richard and Remy, Raimey, Raime... Richard's new kid's pressie! Shit. I completely forgot! So I sent JR scurrying to find the nearest Body Shop/Fruits and Passion. He went looking as I haggled with the manager at Japan Camera for a nice price for a brand new tripod. He didn't budge so I left to look for the pressie. We power walked into Body Shop.
"Hi, can I help you today?" enquired the nice sales girl as we, two handsome looking males, entered the serenely scented store. We were out of place, us two handsome looking males.
"Yes, I'm looking for a gift basket for, umm, stuff for, umm, a male, umm, hmmm, effeminate, umm, guys stuff," I replied confidently and with absolutely no hesitation. "The guy I'm looking for likes stuff, like, um, he's um."
"Body Shop-ish?"
"Yeah, exactly!"
"Oh, sure, if you could follow me," she said without a beat. "We have a selection of baskets," she pointed at the well stocked shelf.
"I'm looking for something under twenty five dollars."
"Let's see. We have a selection..." She trailed off. More accurately, my attention span wavered. There was too much bath, spa, perfumy things in an astounding assortment of colours. My senses were assailed.
"Do you have baby stuff?"
"No, unfortunately we don't carry them anymore." My heart sank. In my mind I thought, well, I ain't gonna split the bill when I don't have to. I started thinking, "NEXT!" but I humoured her. She led me to the back of the store to show me some more baskets. Most of the items were way over my budget and I didn't think Amy or Harm would appreciate it if I went over. I know Bill wouldn't. So I said, "Thanks so much for all the help. I think I'll go shop around the mall some more."
Outside JR proceeded to tell me how he played and smelled all the perfume and cologne. They had hemp scented perfume. I found that quite intriguing. Must smell it for myself the next time I stop by.
Fruits and Passion. This time I went straight into the store, smiled at the sales girl, and did not say a word. I was gonna look and smell first when I heard, "Do you guys need any help?" Two handsome looking guys lost in a smelly store attracts attention.
"Yeah, sure. Do you happen to have anything for babies?"
"Yes. If you could follow me, it's at the back."
Well, well. Twice in one day two attractive looking women wanted to take me out back.
She bent down (oh la la) and opened the locked shelf. (Dear Reader: get your head out of the gutter).
"We keep the baby stuff down here 'cause we're running out of shelf space," she politely explained. "We have sampoo, honey milk, bath soap," she explained as she pulled the items from the shelf.
"How much are they? I've got a budget of about twenty five dollars."
"Well, you could get this this and this for such and such." I don't remember the exact prices. Suffice it to say, it's all in the receipt. The baby stuff ended up costing more than the budget allowed. Great job, Arvin.
"I'll take the soap and the shampoo," I proclaimed triumphantly. She grabbed the items, got up, and headed towards the cash register. "I'm also looking for men's stuff. Do you have gift baskets for men?"
"Oh, sure. Come follow me, big boy." Okay, I added those last two words. She placed the shampoo and soap on the counter on the way to the front.
She showed me Human, and some other brands that I cannot recall at the moment. They smelled terrific though. One was strong, which Richard would love, and another was very subtle. I liked them both. However, I made the decision of buying the Human bath shampoo. It was cheap and I like Human. It's got a great subtle bamboo fragrance and goes on smooth. It makes your skin feel soft. I use it from time to time. I got a couple of bottles free when I bought a present for my aunts a few months ago.
"I think I'll go with what I like. I'll grab the Human," I informed her confidently.
She rang up the sale and it was... $51.18. Great. Over budget. Amy and Harmony will understand.
Other Sales Girl Behind the Counter looked at me funny. I don't know why. "Are these gifts?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Together?"
"Nope. These two go together and this one is separate." She wrapped them up.
Sales Associate number one (I should really ask for names more often) put the individually bagged pressies into a larger bag and proceeded to the front of the cash to personally hand me my purchase. She was so nice and helpful.
So what was JR doing this whole time? Spraying his whole body with fruity crap. His hair, coat, and room smells like Fruits and Passion now.
*Sniff* So does my hand. And I've washed it several times since then. Oh, wait. I used Human tonight. That's why I smell like that.
