Date: 29 Nov 2005
Time: 1936 hrs
Place: Plaza Singapura
(both) A tall skinny Chinese girl wanted to cut our queue because she only had one item.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Three times
Date: 16 Nov 2005
Time: 1400 hrs
Place: The Factory
(sorf) Got asked for directions at my desk three times!
Time: 1400 hrs
Place: The Factory
(sorf) Got asked for directions at my desk three times!
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
It's a kind of magic...
Date: 15 Nov 2005
Time: 2030 hrs
Place: National Library
(both) Lots of people hang out at Hans for the nice ambience, cheap food and free wifi. A couple of young nerdy male Chinese guys also hung out there to show people unsolicited magic tricks. They said that they were trying to publicise a magic workshop where for a small fee you could learn the tricks they just showed (some standard ones involving a deck of cards, and dice, and rubber bands, if I remember right, because it was quite a generic magic trick). We patiently sat through the trick (sorf was banging out some story on her laptop throughout the whole ordeal) and then we politely said no, we weren't interested. And they reacted as if it was unbelievable that we could be uninterested. "Derek SUM, IT Business consultant" even gave me his business card, but I don't think his was a real business considering he had a yahoo.com.sg email address, only a mobile number listed, and a Tanjong Pagar cubicle farm for his office address. They looked like they were really free and were doing these tricks over and over to unsuspecting passers-by.
Time: 2030 hrs
Place: National Library
(both) Lots of people hang out at Hans for the nice ambience, cheap food and free wifi. A couple of young nerdy male Chinese guys also hung out there to show people unsolicited magic tricks. They said that they were trying to publicise a magic workshop where for a small fee you could learn the tricks they just showed (some standard ones involving a deck of cards, and dice, and rubber bands, if I remember right, because it was quite a generic magic trick). We patiently sat through the trick (sorf was banging out some story on her laptop throughout the whole ordeal) and then we politely said no, we weren't interested. And they reacted as if it was unbelievable that we could be uninterested. "Derek SUM, IT Business consultant" even gave me his business card, but I don't think his was a real business considering he had a yahoo.com.sg email address, only a mobile number listed, and a Tanjong Pagar cubicle farm for his office address. They looked like they were really free and were doing these tricks over and over to unsuspecting passers-by.
To the Harbourfront
Date: 15 Nov 2005
Time: 1053 hrs
Place: near Sim Lim Square
Perhaps they were trying to get to Sentosa? I was crossing the road at the junction outside Sim Lim Square when two young Indian men, one wearing a brown shirt and spectacles, another with a shirt and jeans and backpack, approached me to ask where they could take a bus to Harbourfront. Ignoring the fact that they were overdressed, I took out my PDA and checked the bus guide that I had in there, but I couldn't find any direct bus that they could take. I told them to walk down a short distance to the Little India MRT station and take the train from there. They thanked me and shook my hand.
Time: 1053 hrs
Place: near Sim Lim Square
Perhaps they were trying to get to Sentosa? I was crossing the road at the junction outside Sim Lim Square when two young Indian men, one wearing a brown shirt and spectacles, another with a shirt and jeans and backpack, approached me to ask where they could take a bus to Harbourfront. Ignoring the fact that they were overdressed, I took out my PDA and checked the bus guide that I had in there, but I couldn't find any direct bus that they could take. I told them to walk down a short distance to the Little India MRT station and take the train from there. They thanked me and shook my hand.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
We don't own it anymore
Date: 10 Nov 2005
Time: 1907 hrs
Place: Near Raffles Hotel
(sorf) Young bearded (?) boy in bermuda shorts and backpack asking for Raffles Hotel. Don't think he's staying there...
Time: 1907 hrs
Place: Near Raffles Hotel
(sorf) Young bearded (?) boy in bermuda shorts and backpack asking for Raffles Hotel. Don't think he's staying there...
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Scary monster shopping carts
Date: 08 Nov 2005
Time: 1848 hrs
Place: Plaza Singapura
I'm at the place where the shopping carts are parked outside of Carrefour when a little bespectacled Indian boy wearing a "Scary Monster" t-shirt comes up to me and asks "Can you help me?" He couldn't figure out how to take out the one dollar coin deposit that was in his cart. I told him "you just put the thing in", and he quickly managed to figure it out himself, and then he ran off, embarassed.
Something tells me he's not going to be asking for any more help or directions from strangers after this...
Time: 1848 hrs
Place: Plaza Singapura
I'm at the place where the shopping carts are parked outside of Carrefour when a little bespectacled Indian boy wearing a "Scary Monster" t-shirt comes up to me and asks "Can you help me?" He couldn't figure out how to take out the one dollar coin deposit that was in his cart. I told him "you just put the thing in", and he quickly managed to figure it out himself, and then he ran off, embarassed.
Something tells me he's not going to be asking for any more help or directions from strangers after this...
Friday, November 04, 2005
perhaps it's for his drunken prawns?
Date: 04 Nov 2005
Time: 1732 hrs
Place: Plaza Singapura
(both) We are waiting in line at the Carrefour with a substantial amount of groceries when some guy in a chef's uniform comes by, cutting the queue, with a single can of Carlsberg, asking us to let him go first because he is in a rush to go to work, and then later he says that he's "fang gong liao" (just finished work). Liar.
Time: 1732 hrs
Place: Plaza Singapura
(both) We are waiting in line at the Carrefour with a substantial amount of groceries when some guy in a chef's uniform comes by, cutting the queue, with a single can of Carlsberg, asking us to let him go first because he is in a rush to go to work, and then later he says that he's "fang gong liao" (just finished work). Liar.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
To market to market
Date: 02 Nov 2005
Time: 1204 hrs
Place: near Newton Circus
I was making my way back to Little India and didn't feel like taking the train all the way down to Dhoby Ghaut in order to change to the Northeast Line back up again, and so I decided to try taking a bus. Getting off at Newton MRT, I was jaywalking to cross the road to get to the bus stop. As I was crossing, there was an late-middle aged Sikh couple waiting to cross to, but obviously somewhat bewildered by the heavy flow of vehicles towards the circus. He was wearing a light blue turban, white shirt and singlet and brown pants, and the lady had a veil over her head, wearing a cream dress, walking quite slowly. They wanted to know if there was a market around here, which they've heard was a very large one. I couldn't think of any markets in the area so I suggested that perhaps they were looking for the Tekka market. I told them it was quite a ways and perhaps they should take a cab but they seemed to have (well, at least he seemed to have, because he was talking in his heavily accented English to me and his wife was keeping quiet) some irrational fear of dishonest taxi drivers. So he asked if they could walk and I said it was quite far away to walk and probably not a good idea given the hot weather, and they could take a bus, so they walked with me to the bus stop. When we reached there they were discussing something, probably in the Sikh language, and then abruptly decided to walk, but walking in the opposite direction. Strange.
Time: 1204 hrs
Place: near Newton Circus
I was making my way back to Little India and didn't feel like taking the train all the way down to Dhoby Ghaut in order to change to the Northeast Line back up again, and so I decided to try taking a bus. Getting off at Newton MRT, I was jaywalking to cross the road to get to the bus stop. As I was crossing, there was an late-middle aged Sikh couple waiting to cross to, but obviously somewhat bewildered by the heavy flow of vehicles towards the circus. He was wearing a light blue turban, white shirt and singlet and brown pants, and the lady had a veil over her head, wearing a cream dress, walking quite slowly. They wanted to know if there was a market around here, which they've heard was a very large one. I couldn't think of any markets in the area so I suggested that perhaps they were looking for the Tekka market. I told them it was quite a ways and perhaps they should take a cab but they seemed to have (well, at least he seemed to have, because he was talking in his heavily accented English to me and his wife was keeping quiet) some irrational fear of dishonest taxi drivers. So he asked if they could walk and I said it was quite far away to walk and probably not a good idea given the hot weather, and they could take a bus, so they walked with me to the bus stop. When we reached there they were discussing something, probably in the Sikh language, and then abruptly decided to walk, but walking in the opposite direction. Strange.
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