Friday, August 17, 2001
Today Cindy and I get lunch at Miz Brown's Feed Bag after spending all morning in web meetings. After work, Patrick and I go to Taipei for pot stickers, sizzling chicken on hot plate, spinach with garlic, and prawns in lobster sauce. Patrick's fortune cookie said, "Good news will come to you from far away." Mine said, "Be tactful; overlook not your own opportunity." Then we went to Tanforan Mall in South San Francisco. It's my first time, and I expected the worst since Patrick says it is trash. As we neared the heavy Sears glass doors entrance, a man was exiting, pulling a small girl of about nine and a half behind him. He neglected to hold the door open for her, so the door hit her arm, and she cried out: "Ow!" The man paused for a second, looked down behind him, chuckled, and they continued on their way. I was horrified. Turns out the girl didn't start crying or even complaining, which prompted Patrick to say, "I guess she's used to it." We were at Sears because I'd finally had it with our gas range. For the past three days, I've walked into the kitchen and heard the oven on even when the switch was off. Fortunately, Marcia (aka The Best Landlord in the World) helped us get PG&E to shut off the gas to it and has offered to let us pick out a new range. We were going to go to Cherin's on Kelly's recommendation, but they close at 5:30 pm and Sears is open till 9:30 pm. Sales Associate Dave Nayar kindly helped us build our order once we found the perfect choice. If you need a range, go see Dave. I thought the mall wasn't as bad as Patrick suggested because of the live plants, lack of graffiti, cheezy murals where shops should have been, and the Choo Choo time train ride. They even have a Panda Express. Oh yes, we bought night light bulbs at Target, too.