Today my instincts were not good.
Met
Squadron in the evening. Had the
SubUrban race pack for collection @
CP. We head to
Giant on detour, thinking to get myself another
FBT slacks, until we saw the crowd, and the queue, we decide to forgo the plan. While we were shopping in
7-eleven,
Squadron receieved a call from his boss. It's a
SUNDAY! And
Squadron was required to report back to work. Some pipeline burst out, and the office was flooded. Hehehe, so no wonder I felt something was amiss today. Hehehe
We rode to
CP, collected our race packs, then had dinner/lunch with
YTF. The forever favourite food. Hehehe shopped around, then
Squadron sent me back. He just had to head back to office at 2100 on a Sunday. Sigh.