Do My Shoe Pt 2

Did some touch ups to the stencil work with a permenant marker.



Now on to the right shoe. The Balzac logo has been stenciled and will be touched up later.

Do My Shoe Pt 1

I've embarked on a little art project which would be to paint two band logos on a pair of Chuck Taylors. For this, I've selected a pair of full white Chuck Taylors. Here's a preview of the pair still fresh in the box.



There will be one logo per shoe on both the inner and outer sides. That's another reason for choosing this pair as the Chuck Taylor logo is a sewn rubber patch as compared to the normal embossed versions which makes it easy to remove as shown in the picture below. Upon removal of the patch, a little bit of sanding is required to remove the glue that has been used to hold the patch to the canvas.



Okay, now let's get busy. I'm starting with the left shoe and I've just finished stenciling the Misfits logo as shown on the left-hand side (see pic below). I've done this on both sides but this is a rough job. Some touch ups will be in order before the paint is applied. More pics will be posted when they're done.

Public Transport Courtesy

Given that car prices here are ridiculous as compared to our neighbors, many of us have no choice but to use public transport. As a commuter, one gets to observe a lot human behavior and the best time for observations would be during rush hours.

Remember my previous entry where I mentioned about the elderly folks charging their way through the crowd to get their much coverted seats? Well, recently my girlfriend experienced a new breed of obnoxious commuters; the bratty bitches.

These are usually young, pregnant mothers-to-be or mothers with their bratty halfs in tow. They are either mute or too dumb ass to talk. They expect you to offer them your seat when they come round and hover around you like a vulture. Even if you are asleep, they expect you to automatically wake up and offer your seat to them.

So what happens when you don't? Well, for one thing, they don't say a word. They start kicking your feet. They kick and kick and kick hoping that you get the hint. And if you do not comply, they will continue until they reach their stop where they will give you the stare of death before disembarking.

Though I have not experienced it personally (they seem to target other women passengers), what I find really strange is that these passengers seem to have a lot of energy to keep kicking the seated passenger. Won't it be more effective if they just opened their mouths and asked, "excuse me, could I please have a seat"? I'm sure passengers are more inclined to give up their seats when asked nicely. And I'm sure that it's less tiring to ask rather than to irritate others.

High Class Hawker

It's really unbelievable that some hawkers are so damn picky about the type of coins they receive from their customers. I experienced this first hand at a coffee stall at the Amoy Street food court.

I had ordered a cup of black coffee and when it was sent to my table, I proceeded to pay the coffee lady 70 cents, one 50 cent coin, one 10 cent coin and two 5 cent coins. Seeing the change, the coffe lady (CF) didn't look happy...

CF: Sorry ah, we don't accept 5 cents.
Me: Why not?
CF: Very inconvenient to bank in.
Me: Well, that's all the coins I have (opens wallet to show proof).
CF: OK lor, but next time I won't accept.

Wah, can threaten me about paying with 5 cents! Nevermind, since you're so high class I'll buy my coffee and drinks from your competitors as my money is not good enough for you. Besides,I've never had such complaints from the teh tarik stalls or from the other hawkers when I buy my food and pay using 5 cent coins.

Furthermore, your coffee sucks!