When the shoe doesn't match...

I'm not a supermom...like what most of you said in your comments. That's a bit too over-rated.

I don't cook. Ok, when we were living in our own house, I did the cooking. Not so much out of interest coz I'm not keen in cooking, but it's more of nak bagi family makan. And hubby wants to eat home-cooked meal sebab dia cakap during lunch, dia dah makan kat luar. But now that we've moved in to my parents' house, my mom did 100% of the cooking.

And I got a maid to help me looking after the kids when I got some project to do.

So not a supermom, aye? I salute those that could raise the same number of children like I do (or more), with no helper, and still could indulge in some self-fulfillment activities like reading, watching favourite TV shows, baking/cooking, sewing etc (I could name one mother here...Eiseai!)

That is what I called a supermom!

Anyway, enough of supermom's topic. Let's move on to story about shoes.

I have a "personal show cabinet" in the office, and it's right under my desk. It's not neatly arranged coz I jenis yang tukar-tukar kasut kat office. Kalau nak masuk meeting, I'll wear a professional looking brown coloured mules. Kalau sekadar nak masuk toilet, I'll wear my everyday sandal which I also used back and forth to the office and also during weekends. Kalau nak solat, I'll wear my selipar jepun.

And I'm the type that likes to take-off my shoes everytime I'm working at my desk. Nak kasi angin masuk...hehe..

So this is when things go all wrong...

Today, me and my boss were called to see one of the GMs. I was scared to sh*t coz his secretary was telling me that this GM is very angry at me for giving him the wrong info. Oh, not really. It's more of me and my boss do not disclose a consistent info. I bagitau lain, my boss bagitau lain.

So, when we were called, I grabbed my notebook, wore my shoes, and rushed to catch the next elevator that goes upstairs.

As the lift's door closes, I saw my own reflection at the door (our lift jenis yang silver in colour, so boleh nampak reflection) and to my horror, I found that my shoes do not match! I was wearing my brown mules on my left foot, and my black sandal on my right foot. Apparently those two were of the same height. That's why I do not realise that I'm wearing the wrong shoe while walking to the lift.

I quickly hide my feet under my quite long kain baju kurung. Done. Now, how I'm suppose to walk out from the lift to the GM's room, and then walk back to my desk without people noticing my shoes?

It was almost lunch time at that time, so when the lift reached its destination, they were lots of people already queueing in front of that particular lift. Alamak! Camne nak buat ni?

So dengan muka yang maintain, sambil senyum pada sesiapa yang mengenali diri ini, I walked out from the lift hoping that no one will look down and saw the shoes I'm wearing. Thank God everyone is anxious to catch a lift so nobody notice..(or I think nobody does). And my boss? I let him walked in-front of me so that he did not get the opportunity to see the the shoes I was wearing.

Then, me and my Boss had to wait for the GM to call us inside his room. I sat quite far from my boss, with my feet hide under my kain. I felt terribly uneasy the whole time...and was hoping that I could return to my desk the soonest...

Fast forward. The meeting with my GM went out well. He was not angry. He just need to discuss on few other matters. And I...ehem..manage to keep my feet tucked under my kain at all time during the discussion. Oh, this kain is my saviour. I was thinking on what it'll be like should I'm wearing a pants...

On the way back to my desk, the floor is empty as everybody has gone out for lunch...As I reached my desk, I let out an air of relief...Phewhh!!

Oh, this reminds me that I need to clear up my "personal shoe cabinet". Get it arranged or something. Or else, the same incident might happen twice...and I definitely do not want it to happen again!

Have a nice weekend everyone!

This over-ambitious Ibu seems to have lots of plan this weekend...
1. Make Ashraff's chocolate wrapper
2. Make Ashraff's personalized t-shirt.
3. Pick a name for CMOG's giveaway.
4. Fulfill orders for personalized newspaper to be sent by next week.
5. To try a new recipe for Aliff's food based on the new baby recipe book that I've just bought (this seems to be the only time I cook..hehe).
6. Order Ashraff's birthday cake for the cake-cutting ceremony this Sunday.
7. Make a personalized colouring book for Ashraff to kill his time during the 8-hr flight to OZ land.

Dunno whether I'll be able to do all...