Wednesday, November 08, 2006

ON THE STREETS OF SURFERS

Picture - Fountain in the heart of Surfers Paradise

We decided to stroll around Surfers when Christine decided to call Oishii. Since I was filming I turned my camera at Oishii and continued filming. Oishii had sent her an MMS last night of a short video clip of us in a Limo drinking Champagne.
Next thing I know Oishii tells her we have eloped to Fiji. I had no idea what was going on but before I could say anything Oishii screamed "OMG someone is throwing coconuts" and hung up on Christine.
This spelt disaster all over it. Before I knew it Christine had spread the word that we had eloped to Fiji but some how the entire story got mixed and changed to pieces and we were in Bali. Don’t ask me what the hell these people are on about.

On that note we decided to wander into Dracula’s store to pick up our show tickets.
Dracula's Gift Shop

Oishii had done some previous research and found this Dracula cabaret restaurant that we figured we needed to see. We enter the place to see the freaky props around us. It was at this stage I notice Christine wearing an Italian shirt trying to break out of her cage. Footage of this can be provided.
Christine trying to break free from the cage

We walk out of the store to end up walking into some shopping arcade. The first thing we spot is two Elvis looking guys playing their guitars in the middle of the shopping center. Next thing we spot is a future Mykonos top for Oishii when the moment comes to our next adventure – DENNISE!!!

There was a small kiosk in the middle of the shopping center that was advertising $59 theme park tickets. Since we wanted to check out both Movieworld and Dreamworld we decided to inquiry about the special. Oishii tries getting someone’s attention when this woman looks up and says she can help us. Meanwhile I decide to keep the video camera rolling for this process.

Before we can even ask her about the special Dennise starts to question "How long have you both been together". Not knowing what the hell was going on we couldn’t be bothered explaining that we weren’t together so we blurted out 6 years.
At this stage Dennise grabs Oishii’s hand and starts to search for a ring. I was watching in shock thinking what drugs are you on woman when she starts screaming at me why I haven’t got a ring her on finger yet after 6 years. At this point I was ready to walk off thinking no theme park ticket is worth this much abuse from a total stranger.

Dennise continues by stating we are meeting her at 2:30pm. I stand there thinking what the hell is going on. Within minutes I was told that this is one of those marketing campaigns where we have to attend a seminar and when we do we get 2 theme park tickets for $59 or a $100 wining and dining gift voucher or our last option is a $75 shopping voucher. I was starting to get frustrated at this point and couldn’t be bothered sitting in any seminar or listening to this shit.
So I kept making up excuses and Oishii joined me in that. Eventually we told her we would be back some time and tried jetting off. This is when Dennise starts screaming at us that she better not see us talking to other promotion stands and she expects to see us return. Next thing you know she scribbles down her phone number and hands it over to us. For crying out loud why do I get involve into these things?

We eventually manage to stroll off when we realize that maybe if we went separately to this seminar we would each receive a $75 shopping voucher. Without thinking further we decide to head back to Dennise. Bad mistake! We approach Dennise again when Oishii questions her about this. Dennise goes off her head and screams that this promotion is only for couples and we are only entitled to one voucher between us and at this point she slaps Oishii. Ok it wasn’t a slap across the face as that would have definitely been a bonus on my behalf but a random slap on the arm. Who the hell slaps a customer? Isn’t the customer always right?

After a few quick happy snaps its time to move on.

Dennise & Oishii

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