I was in Swee Lee yesterday, minding my own business with my 40 year old Eurasian friend (we're in the same band). We thought we'd look around to see if we could find some cheap goodies to donate to starving and needy children in an orphanage for Malay children (I'm a 34 year old Malay man) to brighten up their Christmas and bring some joy and music into their otherwise melancholy lives.
Well, we're walking around in our short sleeved shirts, so our tattoos were showing, and we saw these $99 Squier Bullet guitars - perfect as gifts for desperate kids without parents! Well, I picked one up, and bashed out a quick blast of the main riff from "Master of Puppets" to try it out, when this brash little PUNK kid (he can't have been more than 17 judging by the acne) ran up to us, pointed, laughed and then ran away again.
It was most bizarre behaviour, but it destroyed our Christmas spirit I can tell you. We decided not to help the kids by buying the guitars after that - they'd probably grow up to be just as obnoxious.
