The long and short about The French Affair Part III

I am finally back in the office after two days’ worth of standing around and looking pretty working at the Shangri La exhibition. Besides helping Mr French, I also helped myself to many, many sticks of free satay. Heh.

Anyway, I discovered that ang mos can be very kiasu too. Besides jostling with me in the long satay queue and the lunch buffets, they also helped themselves freely to the free pens that I was helping Mr French distribute. The ang mos manning the opposite booth were practically gazing at my pens like they were bra catalogues or something. To make matters worse, I was the only person manning the booth because Mr French was busy mingling with visiting dignitaries.

But I must say my neighbors are wonderful parents. Every time they took my pens, they will say “These are for my kids” without me asking anything. Rrrriigghhtttt.

Being a selfless person of impeccable integrity, I knew I had to do something about my rapidly diminishing supply of pens. For goodness’ sake, these pens are distributed to spread the brand of Mr French’s company to potential customers, not to adorn the kindergartens of my neighbors’ kids. I was utterly appalled by the obvious show of selfishness. Besides, I wanted to bring one pen for my mum, one for Sushi Eating Friend, one for myself and even one for Nerd because they are really quite nice looking pens.

Things came to a head when I caught them sneaking away with another two pens while I was returning from the loo. That was the last straw on this camel’s back, and I knew Something has to be done. Even though the shortest among them was still at least a head taller than me, I puffed up my chest and set myself up for a big confrontation with those burly ang mos. By hook, crook or limb, I was going to get my pens back.


Me: . . . . Eh. . . . .

Ang Mo: Hi! How may I help you?

Me: Oh, eh. . . . Lunch was very delicious!

Ang Mo: Oh yeah, very delicious indeed!

Me: Haha, very, very delicious! *Retreats back to the comfort of my booth*


I have the backbone of a jellyfish.

With Love,
Sibeh Sian

P.S. Anyway, no relations to the previous entry, but I went to Tangs after dinner to get new undies because they were having a sale. And what do you know? Nerd was shopping there too. We then proceeded to discuss the virtues of boxers vs briefs, and dark-colored vs light-colored. Midway through our discussion, we saw Office Bimbo who was there with her SLK Driving Boyfriend. She stared at us while we were holding a pair of Calvin Kleins, and she looked very, very disturbed.