(or should I say, a pair of sunglasses that make me look good?)
Over Labor Day weekend here in California, Kumitaa and I went shopping at the nearby Vacaville Premium Outlet stores. I was planning on getting a pair of shorts since I have been wearing the two same pair of shorts EVERYDAY for the past few months.
In the course of browsing through the stores, I forgot about the pants and instead decided to look at sunglasses again. 'Again', because I have tried on many sunglasses before this but never found one that was satisfactory. Furthermore, I could not justify buying one anyway...never really needed one.
After almost 30 minutes of trying on sunglasses one after another, Kumitaa picked a Giorgio Armani for me that was really good. I found a MARC by Marc Jacobs that was softer, which I really liked too. Juggling the two for another 15 minutes, I decided to go with Kumi's idea and took the GA.
Ever having wanted to buy something forever, bought it and then immediately regret it?
Well, that never happened to me. Hahahahha. I like what I bought.
Too bad however, that adorning my sunglasses over the next few days as I biked around on campus and downtown, I didn't notice any noticeable increase in the attention from girls and guys. Maybe it's because I was already catching so much attention BEFORE the sunglasses, it would require a gargantuan effort to get more.
Anyway, it's safe to say that I certainly didn't experience any benefits from having the sunglasses. I am quite comfortable with strong glares~the sunglasses are really just another delicate article that I need to be aware of now.
Then, it happened.
With my sunglasses on, I was biking to an intersection in downtown, saw the STOP sign. I noticed that there was no traffic, and so I crossed without stopping. Approaching the STOP sign, I was thinking to myself "Wow, if there's a cop standing against the bushes, it would be hard for me to see him with these shades on".
Of course, there was a cop there waiting against the backdrop of the bushes, and he kindly beckoned me to halt. He was going to give me a ticket for not obeying the STOP sign.
I was laughing like mad inside.
"Hahahaha~ just exactly what I was thinking! And wow, four years of biking in Davis, countless times of ignoring the STOP sign, and now I am to get a ticket in my last month in Davis? Awesome."
"Damn Giorgio Armani, didn't get me anything but another financial bomb"
Cop: Why did you not stop?
Me: I don't know. I checked the traffic, there were no cars, so I thought I might as well crossed.
Cop: I saw you checked the traffic. Were you catching up to somebody?
Me: Nope, there was really no reason for me to not stop.
Cop: Okay, tell me why I shouldn't give you a ticket.
"Erh..there's no reason you shouldn't give me a ticket. It was my fault, and I deserve a ticket."
Me: (silence)
Cop: What about 'I am not going to do that again'?
"Huh? I can't say that. I will definitely do it again. I am not going to lie."
Me: Well, I surely won't have many chances to do it again. I am leaving soon.
Cop: To where?
Me: Out of the country. I am graduating sometime next week and will be out of this country by the end of this month*.
Cop: Okay, well the ticket is $170, and you don't want that.
"Eh, only $170? I thought it's like more than $300? $170 not too bad ma..."
Me: Nope, I definitely don't want that.
Cop: Right, just make sure you don't get yourself run over before you leave the country.
Me: I will remember that sir, and thanks.
Cop: Have a safe trip.
Me: Bye!
I was laughing like crazy as I biked away. Of course I stopped at every darn STOP sign for the rest of the day. (To be honest, I have never rushed any STOP signs; I have always checked the traffic carefully.)
So, darn you sunglasses that gave me nothing and almost took away plenty!
=)
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