Since I came back from the UK, plenty of my friends were merciless in pointing out how fat I had become.
Fast forward 4 months later to now, I had lost much of my weight and gained back my toned body thanks to my religious visits to Fitness First which greets me with this sign every time I go there.But I believe in rewarding good behaviour.
Some people who long to keep slim and practice refrain from certain indulgences still do indulge in ice-cream once in a while.
So I decided to do the same.
Yesterday, I walked into Haagen Dazs in Pulau Tikus.
I walked straight to the counter where I took my time to decide what kind of ice-cream I was going to have.
A little less than 5 minutes later, I decided that I was going to have the Green Tea.
The man behind the counter very politely greeted me and offered his help
"Can I help you sir?"
I gave him a quick look and said
"I have decided to go for the green tea. Could I please have the Green Tea for take-away?".
He smiled and said
"Yes sir... what size would you want? Pint size?"
I looked at him with a bit of disbelief and said
"No... much bigger..."
While glancing at the Haagen Dazs logo high up on the wall that was smiling down at me.He pointed at an empty container which represented the quad size and said
"You want Quad Size?"
"No... much bigger".
Then he took out the largest container they had and said
"This is the largest we have Sir..."
Unsatisfied, I pointed at the ice-cream in the fridge and said
"That is NOT the largest size you have.
You see all those buckets that you scoop my ice-cream out of? Why don't you just sell me the whole bucket..."
Showing a little bit of confusion he said
"The whole CAN?!?! ... Sorry Sir, I don't think we can sell you that..."
I insisted and he checked with his manager who agreed.
They priced the whole bucket of Green Tea ice-cream at RM505... a small price to pay for... My Precious.
I walked out of Haagen Daz a happy man.... with My Precious...Loaded it into my car and went home.
At home, I spent the next one hour admiring My Precious.
The label on its top reminded me that I was about to eat 9.46 litres
(probably enough ice-cream to give diabetes to the entire population of a small country).
But I ripped off the top cover in denial and stared at the beautiful sea of green tea...
Ahh there it was... enough ice-cream to last me the weekend.
I quickly changed into my comfortable very very old t-shirt and shorts that I wear to sleep and dragged My Precious with me into the living room.
Armed with a tablespoon, I turned on the TV and got started.To Julia (My New PA): Please hold all my calls.
Boss Stewie is NOT to be disturbed this weekend.
Obesity... here I come....