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Not only bloggers depend on their cameras

It’s true, you know. There are SOME things that bloggers can live without. For instance, they can’t live without your brains. This is definite. And then they cannot live without their sense of humor. Boring, you know, to write about boring daily work stuff all the time. And also, bloggers cannot live….wait for the TA-DA moment……their computers! Yeah, imagine what a blogger would be like without their computers. And of course, along with a computer, they need internet access. Without internet access, they might as well write on a free serviette from a restaurant, right? I don’t know about you, but I find my notebook and my PDA incredibly useful to me in my ‘work’ as a blogger. Can record everything down, take pictures and call people for immediate answers if in doubt. And most of all, bloggers cannot live without their cameras. Come to think of it, I think a lot of people cannot live without their cameras. I can name quite a few names here…those who cannot live without their cameras. But I won’t. For me, I can’t live without my camera for a very different reason. You see, I am one of those people you can classify as….erm, let me be absolutely gentle on myself….who does NOT FOOKING DESERVE TO DRIVE A CAR because I get lost at every opportunity I get! It’s true. I have absolutely no sense of direction whatsoever. If I make a wrong turning, I’m farked. That’s it. Don’t ask me to guess which turning or use my head as a compass. I don’t have a mental compass. I remember there was one time I went to a shopping mall with my two kids. No maid at that time, so, there was a lot of lugging stuff around and screaming at the kids. Finally made it to the floor that I parked on….then everything blurred right before my eyes. Where the fook did I park the car ah? Shit. And one kid was sleeping in the trolley (with all the groceries) and one kid was complaining about leg cramps. I made many rounds but couldn’t find my car. The security guards saw me round the place a lot of times, took pity on me, asked me for my car registration number and asked me to wait there. It took him another 20 minutes or so to find my car and direct me to where it was parked. It was a BIG car park, ok? Anyway, back to my story. I cannot live without my camera because of the above experience. It’s become a habit liao. I cannot depend on my sense of direction. I have to depend on my camera. Every time I park the car, I make sure I take the ticket down with me (autopay mah…) and then snap a picture of the nearest pillar. So far so good…. :-)
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Jamie said…
Happy to say that my sense of direction is very good..so good in fact that I know how to get to a place via verbal detailing.

Camera is used to locate me car in case I get pissed drunk...kekekekeke
November 9, 2008 at 5:34 PM
Anonymous said…
I see that you've been to 1 Utama and The Curve, huh? :-)
November 9, 2008 at 8:43 PM
Krista Goon said…
Haha, Marsha. I am like you. I go park my car and shop and shop and then go, ooops, where is that damn car? So I teach my dad and sis and cousins, use that handphone's camera and snap a pic of the number so even if drunk with shopping happiness, can still remember where the car is! I think the phone camera is one of the best things a woman can have so we all admit not having a great sense of direction~!
November 10, 2008 at 4:05 PM
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