Work Sh*ts

While browsing at the bookstore yesterday, we saw this 300 over pages worksh*ts selling at 265Baht. I seriously think that they have tagged the price wrongly , considering that it is an imported book, all the way from Uncle Sam's home.





And so we busied ourselves with the extra-curriculum activity. It's extra cos our main activity is sleep and eat. Surprisingly, Gooly is gung-ho about completing the whole book, while Mahmee says, "Relax-lah.. I'm expecting this 265 Baht spent to last a least a few months." But he was a serious worker.. pages and pages of sh*ts he finished. And it was fast too. I was expecting, "I'm tired.. It's too hard.." but these words didn't come. Sigh, looks like he is not like Mahmee after all (which is a good thing, ain't it? But I still wanna be a sour grape :P)

But really, he was taking these work sh*ts rather seriously. He vehemently savaged the numbers and alphabet. At 10pm, I threw in the white towel and announced, "Let's call it a day." He shut the book and sighed melancholically, "Office is closed." Warao! So serious one? :P

While marveling at the commitment of this unpaid 'worker', it was also puzzling to see the way he 'works'. Oh well, it started off with some colouring, writing, connecting the dots.. It was smooth sailing until... he 'connected his own dots' in his wee teeny tiny brain. Haha!

"This picture is wrong.. The octopus should have 8 tentacles, not 6.." *sweat sweat* Ok ok.. Mahmee drew extra two tentacles to make it anatomically correct. (side note: I wiki-ed and apparently some octopuses do have 6 ARMS, not tentacles :P)

The next task was to 'circle' the right answers. Considering that the pictures drawn were slightly elongated, he wondered aloud if the instruction should read, "OVAL the right answers."

And then, we proceeded with caution. On the next page, it instructs us to circle (or OVAL) the things that we can touch. The kitten, the book, the bar of soap he circled (OVALED). The shoe, the sun, the moon he didn't.

"What about the shoe?" I investigated.

"Cannot touch cos it's dirty.." he reasoned.

"Aiya.. it's brand new. It looks clean."

"Oh, ok.." Big big circle (or should I say oval) entailed.

Tsk! Who will be so free to bluff explain like that when he is in school?