Yesterday he came back at about 11pm. He came back with red paints on his face on his foot. I knew in my heart he did that for me. And I wanted to find out which red he used, either the Sashay Red or Knockout Red. This remains mysterious as he doesn't want to say a clue. He just asked me to wait till the day. I guess this round, the painting is successful. His style is if it turns out bad, he would complain the whole night from the minute he came back. Hmmm, wonder if my intepretation are right or wrong. I gave him a simple rub on his back and with grateful thoughts in my mind.
He was also there to wait for the TV cabinet and coffee table. Bad news, the lorryman didn't come. And no one from the shop even bothered to contact us. Today hubby rang them a couple of times, and I lose my temper today. I also rang them up and complained the bad service they gave us. The sad news is the shop is blaming their office for not contacting us. And I answered him back, aren't you all in the same company? How can you not blame yourself for failing to contact us? I guess he must have been shocked and couldn't answer my question. Hmm, never mind, we would not purchase any more stuff from the furniture shop. The driver then contacted us saying that he will deliver to us tomorrow evening. This time, I asked hubby to take down his number and name. And he better be coming tomorrow, else I would go to the shop and scream at everyone! No one could ever ever try to challenge a pregnant lady!
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