Hello Kitten...... The Aftermath

"Here comes another composition."

Humans are forgetful beings. In the recent years, many tragedies and diasters played themselves before our eyes. Many were medical in nature. Many have been forgotten
The Hello Kitten debacle does not rank anywhere close to many of these disasters in terms of casualties. However it was tragic to see grown ups fighting for toy dolls.
Recently, Dr Og went to the home of a friend. He had broken up with his girlfriend (Yes! Another single & eligible male doctor!) of many years and wanted some help in disposing what she had left behind.
There in one corner of the room was a complete set of Hello Kittens. Still in their wrapper. Still in prestine condition. I picked up the pair in Japanese costume, this was the last set released in the series.
"I remember this one! This was the one we couldn't get that night." I recalled having to wait outside a fast food restaurant from 9pm the night before til 8am the next morning and having to leave empty handed.
In the queue that night were the most unusual suspects:
1. Aunties with their market trolleys. These women were easily in their fifties and sixties, I'm sure they don't go to sleep hugging their soft toys. I overheard one of them saying,"Die die must get the whole set for my granddaughter!"
2. Bangladeshi workers in their PCK yellow boots. Obviously just off work in all the glory of sweat and mud. Overheard their foreman shouting at them before leaving in his pickup, "I die die must get the Kittens, queue here, I come in the morning."
3. An unkempt vagrant with a beer bottle in his hand. At one point he shouted loudly, "Must get those Kittens or wo see liao (i die already)!!" Wondered if he was despatched by his loanshark. Can just imagine the ah long telling him," Get me those kittens, I count as interest! OR YOU DIE!"
4. Maids, like the workers were made by their employers to queue for the Kittens. They were busy chatting amongst themselves in their foreign tongue.
But the really spoil market people where the pre-university students who were queueing right in front. They expanded from a one man show to a carabet of forty. The Aunties naturally became quite angry and started yelling at them. They reckoned that since the students can cut queue, so can they. There was mayhem once the restaurant opened for business. The riot police had to be called in.
In the end, the Aunties were the first to fight their way in (YEA Aunty Power!). They got their Kittens, da bao the meals and went happily for their morning marketing. The vagrant was next to walk in. No one dared stand in his way (the stench maybe). He got his Kittens, gobbled down the meals and went off in the direction of the kopitiam, possibly for an eye opener. The students got their Kittens, threw away the meals and made their way to school (or to the computers to blog about their teachers). The foreign workers didn't get no Kittens but they probably got pussies of another kind making friends with the maids. The rest of us were dispersed by the well meaning law enforcing officers.
Like my friend, I ended up having to buy the last Japanese set from the black market (the set did smell of alcohol, maybe my imagination). Like him, I have parted with the girl whom I gave the set to. Unlike him, she took the Kittens with her.
"So what you going to do with these?" I asked him as I went through the sets. Jap, Chinese, Space, whatever......
"They are really worthless now. Sell on Ebay also no one wants." He lamented.
"Like that I take lah, throw away so wasted!" Dr Og is uber cheapskate.

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Ok, ok the part you all like best!!!! Moral of the story:

Dr Og has a set of Hello Kittens gathering dust at home, anyone interested to buy email me can?? Highest bidder wins!!!