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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

` Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Some interesting events that have happened for the past week or so that have either 1. baffled me or 2. made me either lose or restore faith in human nature. Whichever way you'd look at it.

- My boss is having a baby/leaving for a new job/having a honeymoon in Bali/getting married. All these announced in a matter of 1.5 weeks. And in that actual order of events.

- Saw the filming of my current favourite Chinese TV matchmaking show "Love Bytes" at the Heeren on Saturday. Kym Ng and Quan Yifeng were trying to poach attractive young women to vie for the affections of a most-likely young (and possibly short) guy. All these observations made from the comfort of a cuppa at Spinelli's, and in the company of 2 other equally cynical (but secretly intrigued) mid-twentysomethings. Too bad we couldn't stay for the actual filming of the show.

- Lost money at mahjong for the nth time. And suffering from the aftermath of announcing to the entire world (pre-mahjong sessions) that my pro-gambling family operates a quasi-mahjong den at home. This form of social bonding doesn't seem healthy for the pockets in the long-term. Have to consider other forms of self-gratification e.g. shopping. At least you get to keep what you pay for.

- As much as I'd like to lay claim to being a heartlander and not having to bother too much with my manners, this takes the cake for zero tolerance.
Imagine a grown man, thirtysomething, with wife and daughter in tow, seated in a cozy and suitably upmarket Spinelli's outlet situated in the heart of the business district. The daughter is quietly working on her homework and the wife flipping aimlessly through IS magazine. Of all the pleasurable things to do in life on a weekend family outing, he chose to whip out a nailclipper and cut his toenails. In full view and consideration of the people around him sipping their lattes or having tea with dessert. With strangers shooting occasionally murderous glances (including yours truly who tried practising the fatal toothpick stare but to no avail), he seemed perfectly oblivious and contented clipping away at both feet and hands, leaving morsels of unmentionables all over the floor. Somehow, it didn't strike him that this very personal activity should preferably have been done in the privacy of one's home. Perhaps his wife isn't used to cleaning up after him. Pity the poor barista who thought his job couldn't get any worse than clearing up the mess of mugs and cutlery off the tables. Pity the daughter who's bound to pick up such chronically bad habits from the father in her formative years.

- Woke up early Sunday morning (rare occurences celebrated like when the cow jumped over the moon) to attempt an hour's cycling at the East Coast Park, only to find the weather getting as unpredictable as us women, tempting us with bright sunshine one minute and dark gloomy clouds the other. Surrendered to a hearty McDonald's breakfast with excellent McCafe mocha and good conversation. So much for attempting to exercise. Good thing about waking up early in the weekends is the ability to stretch the leisure hours and praying it never ends on a Monday morning where the blues set in.

It's Tuesday, and I can't wait for the next weekend to kick in. Even though sometimes you see the best or worst of human nature in a split second. But who am I to judge? I'm only human.

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