Date: 16 Sep 2012
Time: 1900 hrs
Place: Bugis+
(sorf) Coming out of Uniqlo on the 2nd floor, and plugged into earphones, when this manga looking girl with long hair, big eyes and shiny butterfly hair clip came up to me and started yammering in Chinese. I couldn't understand what she was asking and her friend came up. Finally figured out they wanted to find Zara. I said that there's no Zara here, I think the closest one is at Raffles City. Of course these girls were rude and didn't even say "thank you". *scowl*
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
Driver's block
Date: 14 Sep 2012
Time: 1100 hrs
Place: Gombak camp taxi stand
I wasn't the only person waiting for a taxi at the taxi stand - there were two young boys in front of me in jeans and both dragging large duffel bags, and a guy dressed in office wear and carrying a laptop behind me. But the lorry drove right up to me, the driver got off, and asked me where is Gombak Block 308. He seemed foreign, maybe from the subcontinent. I initially assumed he was royally lost and trying to find Bukit Gombak HDB block 308, but no, he said he had changed pass and that his boss was waiting for him (what a terrible boss to allow his staff to be left behind like that). I had no idea where this block was, but he mentioned that his boss told him to turn right, so I directed him to drive through the security check and take a right down into the smaller camp. He thanked me and sped off.
Sunday, September 02, 2012
Temple vs fitness
Date: 02 Sep 2012
Time: 0910 hrs
Place: between National Library and Bras Basah Complex
Here I was, jogging. Looking sweaty. Looking forward. To my right, I sensed a couple. A man wearing bermudas and t-shirt and his female companion, similarly dressed, eating from a pack of dried mango. He came up to me and asked me, in Mandarin, where the Kuan Im temple was. I was actually taken aback, so I paused, jogged on the spot, and wondered for a few seconds what would possess this man to ask someone directions in mid-jog. But I was kind and told him to just go down the street, turn left at junction (Middle Road) and walk down about 200 metres, and the temple is on the right. He thanked me and I jogged off.
Time: 0910 hrs
Place: between National Library and Bras Basah Complex
Here I was, jogging. Looking sweaty. Looking forward. To my right, I sensed a couple. A man wearing bermudas and t-shirt and his female companion, similarly dressed, eating from a pack of dried mango. He came up to me and asked me, in Mandarin, where the Kuan Im temple was. I was actually taken aback, so I paused, jogged on the spot, and wondered for a few seconds what would possess this man to ask someone directions in mid-jog. But I was kind and told him to just go down the street, turn left at junction (Middle Road) and walk down about 200 metres, and the temple is on the right. He thanked me and I jogged off.
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