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Tuesday May 22nd 2012

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  • Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the Joaquin Phoenix mustache smiley ------> :-!) 13 hrs ago
  • Highly impressed with @wtsindia coverage of pan-India gigs. 14 hrs ago
  • Plotting a transport solution for the Lamb of God concert with @Overtureindia macha, Arpan Peter. 1 day ago
  • "You're a Maoist student" is the new "screw you guys, I'm going home". #SouthPark 1 day ago
  • I have a theory. Maybe Didi didn't understand the accents that the Presidency girls were asking questions in and wanted to just weasel out. 1 day ago
  • RT @shenoyn: RT @GabbbarSingh: In 2035 Pakistan will ban Pencils. 1 day ago
  • Oh, and as last working date approaches, BB data plan has been brought on and twitter activity has been upped massively. 1 day ago
  • This has been a mega damaar week so far as movie viewing was concerned. Dark Shadows and Department. Both D-grade movies. Such #fail 1 day ago
  • There's retards near Blr railway station slums that throw stones at trains for cheap thrills. I wish I had a shotgun. For cheap thrills. 1 day ago
  • 1. Setup morse code machines in Pakistan 2. Let people put tweets in dots and dashes to me 3.charge data entry fee 4.??????? 5.Profit! 1 day ago
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Cheap Thrills

I have a red t-shirt and an orange t-shirt. The former has a collar and the latter is a roundneck type.

So far, “hmmmm! Interesting….”

But the killer part is that either of these two t-shirts, when combined with blue jeans or any other dark shade of pants, will make the wearer (me) blend into one of many supermarket stores as one of the guys who works there.

I happened to notice this on one occasion when I was off buying some milk, when some arbit guy asked me where the aisle for buying toothpaste was.

Cut to yet another occasion at another supermarket where I was asked something else after having been mistaken for one of the guys who worked there.

If the person who asked me the information seems like a nice fella/cute chick (though that has never happened till date), I’d either tell them I am a shopper myself, or direct them in the general direction of what they’re looking for. If its a total jackass who asks me for stuff, he’s redirected to the wooman’s lingerie section or to some other arbit place.

I’m turning into a supermarket-rat, kinda like a mall-rat.

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