Nuch and I spent Sunday afternoon at the Korat Mall. We did a little holiday shopping, then we went our separate ways. Me for a foot massage and Nuch to get her nails done.
Nuch's nails took a while longer than planned (2 hours longer), so I settled in at the small bar in the basement of the mall and started watching Transformers, which was showing on cable. The owner of this bar is a genius because it's constantly filled with happy Thai guys who can wait out the afternoon, enjoying a beer, while their wives spend all their money. Everybody wins.
But to make a long story short, there was one guy whose wife must have been getting their nails done, too, because he was there the entire time I was. Except instead of sipping on a Heineken and watching Transformers, he had a steady stream of people stopping by to say hello. Nuch even said hello to him when she finally showed up.
Turns out it was Somjit Jongjohor.
A Thai boxer who won a Gold Medal at the Beijing Olympics.
I have to admit that after a foot massage, three bottles of Heineken, and an adolescent fantasy adventure via Transformers, meeting an Olympic Gold Medalist makes me feel like my time could have been better spent, and just in time for New Years' Resolutions.
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