For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been going through my daily life like an old woman. I mean reeeeal old with wobbly legs and trembling hands. Yep, my thyroid attacks came back for the 3rd time. This morning I couldn’t even stand more than 10 mins while waiting for the taxi. Darn! I thought I could get rid of this forever after swallowing pills for 1.5 years but noooo, it has to keep coming back after every 3 years or so. Why oh why???
The first time it happened, I lost weight rapidly even though I snacked on Nutella and peanut butter (meaning eating both of them, with spoon, directly from the jars). I actually weighed less than 50kg, can you believe that? My hands trembled, most visibly during meals, and Panda thought that’s because I was hungry. Well, I WAS hungry all the time then. My heartbeat also increased as if I had been doing workouts, and again Panda innocently thought I got ‘butterfly in my stomach’ being close to him. Bah! After all the excitements of being able to slip into size XS, it turned out that I had hyperthyroid and not supermodel genes. Talk about huge disappointment.
It was also then that I knew my mom had the same thing before. And that worries me. I read somewhere that thyroid problem is sort of genetic, which means my future kids may have it as well. It didn’t pass to my sister so there’s still hope, but I still hate to think that it’s high chance for me to deliberately and knowingly pass the illness to my future kids. Darn you, thyroid!
This has to be the most ridiculous court case I have ever heard. Roy Pearson, a lawyer and administrative law judge of District of Columbia sent his suit for alteration at Custom Cleaners, a dry-cleaning shop owned by the Chungs. A couple of days later, he found out that the pants are missing and demanding compensation of $1500 from the Chungs. A week later, the Chungs called Pearson to tell him that the pants had been found and therefore they would not pay the compensation. That opened the pandora’s box.
Pearson insisted that the pants were not his because his have *chuckle* red and blue pinstripes. So he sued the Chungs for … *drum roll* … 65 million dollars. That’s right, 65 with 6 trailing zeroes. How did he come up with the figures? Apparently there is customer protection law that says a customer can be compensated $1500 each day for law violation. Outside Custom Cleaners, there were 2 signs that read ‘Satisfaction Guaranteed’ and ‘Same Day Service’ (these signs have been taken down now). Pearson was not satisfied and he didn’t get his pants on the same day, so he did his math. The amount includes legal cost (although he represented himself in court), car rental (there is no other cleaners within walking distance, and he has no car, so he has to rent a car every weekend to send his expensive suits for cleaning), and “mental suffering, inconvenience and discomfort” the Chungs had caused him. What mental suffering? Did he cry alone in his room, griefing over the pants, and unable to step out of his house to face the world without his *giggle* red and blue striped pants? Come on!
Before the case blew out of proportion and ridiculed by a lot of people, the Chungs had offered him $3000, then $4600, and later $12,000 to settle the case but all were rejected. Just how low can a person stoop to satisfy his greed? A tailor in Korea has also offered him a fully-paid trip to Korea to custom-made an Italian designer suit, Kiton, if he drops the case. But no news come from him about the offer.
The saga is still going on.