This wacky incident happened in Carrefour, Egypt. And it's not in the middle of a desert. Wokeh! Since we didn't eat breakfast, we went to a fast food restaurant. Skipping the procedure; buying the meal...washing your hand...etc. We eat and eat and eat and suddenly my father said that the chicken taste different than the one in Zamalek. I kinda agree though. A conversation began..no..a speech began. Actually the whole speech thing is about trying to convince me not to eat at a fast food restaurant frequently. So..What The Heck! This is what he said, "Did you know that the chicken here is imported from either U.A.E or Brazil??(ok..Emirate is a Muslim country..so it's all good. And i gave him the what-the-heck-brazil face)." He brought his assistant actually and his the one who explained it to me. It went like this, "In Brazil, 4 chickens are put together. The area is about 60cm2. Yeah..they can't move at all! Except for eating. The chicken was injected and filled up with a lot of hormones. They get fat in about 2 or 3 weeks. They have no fur at all and the rooster has no(pointing at my hair). My dad continued, "So it's really not good to eat at fast food restaurant frequently". Then I bought a food costing L.E 8. It's like a tortilla filled with mozzarella cheese. I wanted to go to the mall. The moment I took my first step inside a female guard scolded me, "Ya Ustazzz..Di Mamnu''" and I was like, "Meshi". ZZZZZZZZZZZ..My mom is inside and my dad...ok..i don't know where he was currently at that time. I was roaming around the whole shopping center and look like a freaking retard. I didn't carry a bag. So I put the food inside my pocket and yeah..people got this curious look on me and wondering that what the heck is wrong with his bone? I went to that place again. Now looking like a spy. Yippi!!they didn't notice me!. Now..where is my mum! It took me 15 minutes to find her! zzzzzzzzzz..I finally put my food in her bag. Wohooo. While I was looking for a Hair Wax, Afham nudged me. He said, "Long...(it was in Malay of course) Abeer is here. (someone is blushing..if he is reading this..).". I was like that was a total lie but it wasn't. She was there. What a coincidence. I was going to say hi to her and say, "Abeer..Muaz came with me also. Yea..He's in the grocery section". But of course, I have a gentle and kind heart so I let him off the hook. But suddenly, a pain, uncomfortable feeling came upon me. I just need to go to the toilet. Oh Allah..is this the punishment you're giving me for the bad thoughts about Muaz??Why??. Arghh..forget it. So I went to the toilet. Shittt!!! I never like doing my business in a public bathroom. and this was not just about peeing...yea..the other stuff as well. Shit...no need to talk about that in this post. Thank God that was at least in Carrefour and not at the gas station's toilet in Egypt. For most of you who have never experienced this, it's quite a torture. URGGHHH!!
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