Hey so guess what?
Today my oh so loving parents drove off to dinner without me. As in they got into the car, drove off, and left me standing there in the basement carpark. -_-
Picture this.
A family of three walks out of the lift and toward their family car.
Dad unlocks the front two doors and gets into the driver's seat.
Mum gets into the passenger seat.
Kid jingles the door knob, grumbling to mum that dad didn't open ALL the doors AGAIN.
Mum doesn't answer, shuts the door.
Dad starts ignition, and drives off.
Kid runs after the car.
Security guard realizes what happens and chases the car, and knocks the boot.
Dad drives the car away, leaving a pile of rising dust behind him. (okay i exaggerated the pile of dust portion)
Picture the after effect.
Kid frantically calls mum on handphone.
Realizes basement carpark has no reception.
Runs all the way up the the first floor and calls mum again.
Mum's phone is switched off. Battery must have gone flat.
Parents have yet to realize kid is not in the car with them.
Parents drive all the way to the market to eat. They get out of car, and finally realize kid is missing.
End of story.
Fantastic eh? Fantastic.
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