I don’t know about you guys, but for some reasons, i find the people here in Canterbury are just toooooooooo friendly+nice+kind. If you think of the opposite, let me prove you wrong.

See this down here?

Ok, allow me to direct the story from the very beginning. I was in the train, on my way back from London to Canterbury, and a random male who had soooo many things with him, ie a bag pack, a huge luggage and a normal-sized luggage. He asked me if i’d mind if he sits in front of me(note:it’s a four-seat section with a table). Why would i? Hence, leading me saying “No no, please have a seat!” in my usual perky tone(which sounds pretty retarded at a point).

We conversed just for a little while because he didn’t want to disturb me while i was revising for my test(nerdy, i know. but i had no choice!). He then took out a box of biscuits and offered me. I had to say no, even though God knew how starving i was then, just because i was unsure of the ingredients. 

Not too long after that, i decided to stop revising as my head couldn’t digest anymore formulas. I ended up chatting with that man to the point where he almost missed his stop. Don’t worry, he actually didn’t. He managed to step out of the train even though he had to rush in getting his MANY things out before the door closed. The funniest thing was that he actually waited for the train to start moving just so that he could wave me goodbye! Such a cute(attitude-wise) guy! And oh, he also left the remaining biscuits for me! How nice?

After i was convinced that the biscuits are (atleast to me) safe to eat, i grabbed them with zero hesitation. What i ended feeling on the palm of my hand was somewhat a hard rectangular solid item. I moved the box of biscuits away and i found that poor man’s mobile phone! It was hidden underneath the box! I was panicked at one point, didn’t know what to do at first. Thought of calling the last call made but before i could do so, an unknown number started calling. You have no idea how excited i was to see that incoming call! I answered it and with no surprise, the person calling was the owner of the mobile phone. Kesian i tell you.

So we made an arrangement to how i can pass him his mobile phone. Blablablabla (to cut the story short) the mobile phone is now with the owner and a repayment for my good deed, he gave me those desserts! Sedap waa cakap lu. They’re definitely magnifico! Those who say that free stuffs are often of bad quality have obviously not received free goods from the people in Canterbury, hihi.

“A man is great by deeds, not by birth. ” - Chanakya