While the kids had lots of fun at Legoland, my husband enjoyed his shopping at the Johor Premium Factory Outlet tremendously. For those of you who don't really know me, let me tell you a bit about my view on shopping. My idea of shopping is grocery and houseware shopping. I can spend hours in groceries or any shops selling plates, glasses and other cooking gadgets but I can't stand more than 30 minutes in stores that sell clothes, shoes, fabrics or handbags.
I buy clothes, handbags or shoes based on necessity not based on the latest fashion or because I don't have one to match my new hair colour. Besides, my hair has only 2 colours : super dark brown or light brown (after perming or spending too much time under the sun). So basically I don't need much..
My husband is the opposite. He LOVES shopping... especially shoes, suits and anything related to golf. Since I try to be a "good wife" everytime he asks me to accompany him for shopping, I always oblige. But this time I was in for a real trouble... The Premium Outlet that we visited has more than 40 stores selling discounted branded shoes, handbags, sport items, suits and NOTHING on household items..!
He was sooooo happy. He went in to almost every shops..! I tagged along for the first 1 hour but after that I just couldn't stand it anymore. So... I headed to the foodcourt to do my real "shopping".
|This is where my shopping was done... :)|
We spent about 6 hours at the FO so it just didn't make sense if I only spend 1 hour of "shopping". I hopped to a Korean stall for Dolsat Bim Bim Bab and Kimchi. Nice and spicy... The shopping went on and on until I tried at least 6 different dishes, not including the stop at the cozy Dragon Cafe for some Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese, Deep Fried Mushroom and Coffee..!
|Very yummy crunchy Fried Oyster Mushroom|
Sitting down at the foodcourt and cafes while waiting for my husband, I couldn't help looking around observing people. I was fascinated to see how long the line was at the Coach outlet. I think the discount must be good because people were willing to wait in line under the hot sun. As for me, I would prefer the comfy of my air-cond foodcourt anytime.
One very interesting (if not annoying) thing that I noticed was the parking lot. The open-air parking lot was occupied by less than 20%. I wondered how those people came to the FO because there was no public transport in the area. The FO is smacked in the middle of nowhere.
When I left the FO, I saw cars parked by the road side... That's why the parking lot was empty...!!! Those people refused to pay RM3 for parking and parked their cars outside. OMG... these people were in PREMIUM Factory Outlet that sell nothing less than branded stuffs and they refused to spend RM3..???? I even saw a few BMW and Mercedes Benz there...!
This thing reminded me of an acquaintance of mine. He drove a posh BMW M3 series, wore branded stuff from head to toe but when we ate out with a bunch of friends, he just ordered "warm water" and nothing else. He said he could have his meal at home, no need to "waste" money on over-priced restaurant food. I remember one day we went to an American restaurant and we all ordered the famous hamburgers. The burgers were huge so ladies couldn't finish the french fries that served along the burgers. After we finished our meals, he ask for a plastic container from the waiter. He collected all the french fries from everyone's plates, put them inside the container and proudly told us that it's gonna be his supper. That guy remains my acquaintance... I can't even upgrade him to "my friend" because I really can't understand him.
I also know one rich lady who always takes sachets of chilli sauce, tomato sauce and sugar whenever she dines out. She would take as many sachets as possible for her personal usage at home. If she can afford to have a few mansions and houses overseas, how on earth can't she afford to buy a bottle of tomato ketchup and a gallon of chilli sauce?
I call these kind of people as Rich People with Poor Heart. As much as they irritate and embarrass me, actually I pity them because most of them don't realize that what they do are not normal. They don't feel they are rich. They are afraid that their money will not be enough for their future. And worse, they don't know that people are talking about their peculiar habits behind their backs.
My husband has other theory though : "They become rich because they are stingy.. People like us who always spend and give will never get rich."
I totally disagree with him. I feel very rich although my bank account is nothing close to theirs and my house is the same size with their bathrooms. Sometimes when I went out with them, I offered to pay for their meals (which of course they never refused). When I paid for them, I trully felt that I was richer than them.... I could really feel all the blessings I have.... It made me feel like a billionaire... (..... the song Billionaire by Bruno Mars is ringing in my ears now)
OK... Now... End of the Factory Outlet story:
- My husband came back with bags of suits, trousers and belts.
- I came back with an extra 2 kg of fat and an idea for my blog...!!