A Toshiba A dealer and a few months wait

Humiliation frustration and a few more things to go with it. Well that's it for the title.

I was rich, was called a banker by a few ( hate those filthy people). They had pointed out that a banker of my reputation ought to have a laptop and not having one is unthinkable for a person of my stature. I was fool enough to fall for it.

Please don't ask me why I had placed an order and left a considerable amount of money with a total stranger to buy a laptop. I don't have a sensible answer for that. People do make mistakes and discount was far too luring to ignore. Now it doesn't seem so good a reason though. I'm more than sure that the model's price has come down, just not sure if it is more than the discount that I was offered. That will be far too disheartening to hear. So I've closed all my senses to ads from Toshiba.

And I've learned a new lesson.

When your parents ask questions like these.

"When are you coming home?? ".

Deal it with simple replies like "I will come next week" or even a vague  "at the earliest"

Never overdo like what I did.

"I've ordered a laptop. It will reach here soon. Then I can work from home for a few days."

It sounded really great then, had a ring to it.

They might have been getting bored with regular questions, these days the conversation starts with "did you get your laptop???".  Now I'm getting bored with 'Shipment delays' and moreover they aren't buying it anymore. They feel I am giving an excuse not to go home.

I seriously doubt that I've accidentally placed an order for a gold plated laptop. Just now checked with my dealer. Though he is normally not sure about anything much, he assured me that I didn't make such a mistake and just in-case I want to put such an order I should let him know immediately. At least something went right out of  the whole deal.

P.S. ithuvare laptop kittiyitilla.. Aarum chodichu budhimuttenda. kittiya ellarem vivaram ariyichekkam.

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