YSaturday, September 30, 2006
thoughts
bleah. so part of my pay will go to CPF. sniff. that so sad... i mean, what if i die young? i'd never get to use it. quite a warped thought but really, i still cant quite appreciate this whole CPF scheme. sigh.
by the way, i was stranded in town today, thanks to the rain. my patience ran out so i decided to run in the rain to meet fel and irene. ha ha... big mistake cos i got wet when i darted between tangs and lucky plaza, and got even more drenched when i ran from lucky plaza to paragon. had to make a pit stop at paragon before i run to heeren. the distance is just too long and the rain too heavy.
so while waiting outside salvatore ferrgamo for the rain to grow less heavy. i stared hard at the ground, watching the rain make ripples into the already puddle-filled ground. then someone caught my eye - most of the peeps standing around me had brollies but this person wore a windbreaker and had the hood over his head. what's so interesting about that? well, his windbreaker bore the words big and bold - "FED EX".
and then i thought, hey, wasnt the tagline to fed ex "we live to deliver?" most fed ex adverts show the fed ex deliver people doing all sorts of stunts to get the mail delivered. and here's this fed ex guy, with a parcel in one hand, standing in the shelter waiting for the rain to stop...
but low and behold, after i came to the conclusion that advertisements tend to exaggerate afterall, that fed ex guy ran in the rain towards the taka area. so that means, earlier he was standing near me at paragon because he was waiting for the green man in front of taka to light up. he wasnt waiting for the rain to stop at all. hah. i had been to quick to judge him - he really lived to deliver. *salutes*
lunch was at sakae. had a unagi bento and a chawanmushi. an interesting topic came up as we lunched. i was telling them that while waiting for the rain to stop, i went to the paragon toilet to freshen up. in the mall, you've gotta open this door before you enter the carpark or the washrooms. i held the door open for someone who was close behind me, he stopped in his tracks and said, "ladies first".
woah. he even went over to hold the door for me. it made me realise... that i havent really met a chivalrous guy. let's not talk about chivalry - even basic courtesy is rare in singapore. dont you think so? i was getting out of the mrt train earlier and before the door even opened, the auntie behind was nudging me. how i wished i farted or something. hah!
work... has been hectic. my supervisor's supervisor is breathing down our necks lah. she's more "niao" than my supervisor. so sad. but while work makes me really busy, i do get some fun times with my colleagues. they got real amused when i made a return call to settle a case. the maid picked up and could only speak in malay so i asked for the handphone number of the person in question of my case. thank god i know my "satu, dua, tiga, empat, lima...etc" in malay.
as i repeated the handphone number over the phone, my supervisor heard me and was impressed. thank goodness luck was on my side and i had translated the numbers from malay to english correctly. should have seen that smile of relief when i managed to contact that guy via his mobile.
so... now word has gone round the office that i may understand malay. maybe that's why the malay aunties there seem to be talking less amongst themselves when im around... lol. this is so cool.
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