October 20, 2004

• Well, I woke up a tad too early for class...the class I thought I had at 9 is actually at 11. So, I thought I'd try to keep my loyal commentariats up to date, since I've been in between the stages of xangorreha and bogstipation...

  
  

  Let's see...here's another crazy moment that would validify one of Murphy's Great Laws and serve as entertainment for your reviewing pleasure... Yesterday I went to the eye doctor's with Charlyne for another routine appointment. After half an hour of having Dr. Kurata examine our good ole blinkers for a contact study, we left to head back to campus...but we decided to make a quick ramen pit stop right next door. Since this luncheon wasn't scheduled, I didn't bring my wallet, so Char had to go back to the car first for her credit card. (The UCLA credit card we both registered for in order to obtain a cool towel, which is now hanging in our doorway to serve as room decor...UCLA is highly commercialized...but elaborations will be reserved for another entry.)  So after we walk past the restaurant to get to her car, grab the credit card, and walk back to the restaurant, we settled in to have our cheerful waitress take our orders. After praising God for providing us with Char's credit card so that we could dine decadently in the middle of Little Tokyo, we both looked around the walls that make up the cavity of the aged ramen house. Right when our waitress speedily served our selections, we looked to the right of our assigned seats in a beautifully synchronized manner...only to find a rather large sign posted above the cash register, half hiding because of its elevation and half flashing us with the bold red letters that spelled out "CASH ONLY..."

  
  

  Staring at our steaming meal, we gawked blankly for about two seconds, and then took slow sips of our soup in denial. "Are you sure we don't have any cash?...even in the car?" I asked Charlyne.... knowing that her response would be negative, and knowing that I would be reciprocated the question for an identical negative confirmation. Then almost naturally, we started giggling...giggling at the situation and giggling in hopes that it would make a twenty appear to assuage the embarrassment that was brewing in our soups. Unable to control our laughter, we tried to figure out alternative methods of payment...calling parents, friends, digging for change under the car mats, doing dishes...this was probably the most humbling experience of the week. Luckily Pearl Sano was on shift with Dr. Kurata, so I agreed to call her for financial aid, while Charlyne's part of the bargain was to go redeem it from next door.

  
  

  I guess two of Murphy's wonderful Laws could be illustrated here..."If anything could go wrong, it will"....and...."All great discoveries/lessons are made by mistake."

  
  

  Good Times, Good Laughs...so this is college...

  
  

  Oops..didn't think my entry would turn into a blogopotamus... time to go to class now! bye!

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