Oh, my 3sen

Have you ever thought how much 3sen really worth? I always look at those brown and thin 1sen coins with indifference. Surprisingly for me 3sen worth of coins, have made my weekend very memorable. The significance of small things have always been left unnoticed until you needed it, like paying those irritatingly RMxx.99 worth of stuffs you bought in supermarkets. And as an auditor, people would expect me being good in counting the digits. That is so wrong! So I went shopping and bought stuff worth RM273, but some how my brain has signaled for me to take out 3sen instead of RM3 to make up that RM273...makes sense? No right. Being a good customer I handed that 3sen to the cashier, she just looked at me with a blank stare stating the amount to be paid. And again, instead of listening and saving myself from further humiliation I insisted giving that 3sen to her. I must say, the service at that departmental store is quite good because she just smiled and stated the payable amount while pointing to the register display instead of being a typical Malaysian service people, who always treats you like you killed their cat.
The best part is I only realized that I was wrong when this particular person next to me was laughing. And I can see the line behind me was getting longer. Embarrassed? Of course…but I must admit I am such a blur when I am stuck in this bubble of happiness, especially for the past couple of weeks.
For the person who laughed at me, just want to say thanks for make me stop and think of that 3sen. It never crossed my mind that 3sen can buy me such a great time and made me reflect on bigger things in life. Maybe big surprises do come in small packages. The memory still makes me smile for a week and hopefully for many years to come. I think I am going to stick to my 3sen and keep it with me for quite sometime.