just keep running

Rewinding back to the nike expo sales, Roy and I made our way down to expo right after training. By the time I got there, my quads were aching like mad. I just felt like lying down somewhere and drifting away to lala-land.

By the time we got to hall 6B, I saw a small crowd. I thought, ah it's nothing. So little people. I was expecting truckloads of Singaporeans dying for cheap nike stuff. I started looking for Yuan Wen and Kenneth. By the time I found them, I changed my mind about the number of people there.





Once they gave the green light to enter the hall, all hell broke loose. Everyone started grabbing plastic bags and stuffing in them nike goods. Even the ones they didn't need. It was crazy. Some people bought like, truckloads of shoes. I mean truckloads. Literally.


And people started littering the floor with plastic covers.


You're supposed to be looking at the litter on the floor, not the woman. There's no way I would have purposelly snapped a photo of that woman.

The queue for the cashiers were crazy. Staff were working at a snail's pace while the queue was waiting. And like whoa, the queue was crazy. Some 30 mins into waiting in the queue we noticed that the initially 1 line queue now became 2.


And we thought hey, they opened some more cashiers. At least they anticipated the rush.

But we were wrong.


The red dot is where we were. The second line was merely a continuation of the queue that we're in. It just encircled the whole hall once and came back to us. And mind you, the hall was big.

Crazy. We spent almost like, 1 hr in the queue. I must say I was quite disappointed. I was looking for stuff to buy to run in, but all I found was:


this cap ($10)

and this polo ($20).
And I freaking waited a few hours for them.

How women can enjoy shopping will forever remain a mystery to me.


Eugene is weird. @ 21:55