The long and short about The Visit Part II

Being the professional subordinate I am, I took great pains to prepare for Ms Tan’s visit.

I cleaned up my room and perfumed the toilet. I unplugged my external hard disk, which is full of art films. I even changed into a fresh pair of underwear, just in case the unthinkable happens.

The above efforts may not seem much, but you are talking about a man who has been rushing in and out of the loo over the past two days.

I then spent the next few hours waiting, waiting, and waiting. I couldn’t bear it any longer when the clock struck eight.


Me: Hello eh. . . . Ms Tan?

Me: I was wondering if you are coming, haha. . . .

Ms Tan: I can’t make it. I’m having a very important meeting with a very important client right now.

Ms Tan: But I’ve emailed you some reports to correct. Make sure they are done by Monday.

Me: Yes Mdm.


I would like to think it’s just my imagination, but I swear I heard the words ‘Dear NTUC shoppers’ in the background before she hung up.

I pray fervently that she gets piles.

With Love,
Sibeh Sian

P.S. I had a hard time explaining to my mum why I had a change of underwear.