Monday, November 28, 2005

More Singaporean Trends

The local butches are getting weirder, if the one i encountered really is one.

On his/her name tag was printed "ian", but the baby smooth complexion and high kiddy voice, skinny frame and lack of boobs, not to mention short bed-head hair, left me rather perplexed.

not only are these ppl confused, they're confusing others as well!!

it's ok if others are private citizens who dun give a crap, but i wanna work in the service line some time soon, and imagine my dilemma when addressing someone like that.

With standards being pushed to improve, i cant go "wat u want?" which is now construed as "rude". i must go "good morning sir/madam*, how may i help u?" (* means i can only use one option, not both)

but when i get these guys, most prob i'd be going "good morning sir...? madam...? how may i help you?" (notice the words are same but punctuation changed) then most prob i'll be thot of as rude as well!

chiatlat... it's a lose-lose situation. with everyone confused, how to give good service? maybe these "high-risk" customers shd let us know how they wanna be addressed... maybe wearing those ugly baggy street clothes they are akin to wear, with big bold words proclaiming "i'm actually a girl" or "i really wanna be a guy" or even "i was a guy" so at least hapless service staff can be less hapless.

on another note. some melvyn tan guy claiming to be a renouned and probably meaning rich pianist has come back to singapore after being a wussy and escaping NS call up by staying far far away from home in cultural-enriched, vibrant, cosmopolitan, plagued-by-4-seasons UK. oh the poor thing...

the courts, taking these matters on a case-by-case basis, took into account his long years of suffering away from home in an expensive european country the majority of the population can only dream of going via winning a chan brothers' lucky draw, the fact that his long years of suffering made him into a renouned pianist who could potentially draw tourist dollars, and probably also coz he bears a unfortunate striking resemblance to paddy chew(skinny botak faggot who proudly announced to everyone he had aids from butt fucking before dying of it). and slapped him with a possible MAXIMUM of S$5000.00 without JAIL TIME for ditching his NS obligation.

many ppl (esp those who actually DID serve NS while also suffering for long yrs away from their little HDB flats.) are up in arms about the seemingly little "slap on the wrist", while in NS, 1 day AWOL means a few days in the army prison. wat more shd a guy get, missing for he entire 2 1/2 yrs + all the reservist in camp trainings?

to add salt to the smarting wound, pianist guy claimed to the newspapers he doesn't rem how much the fine was, sort of gloating that the money spent was insignificant to him. of coz, he could probably bring in much more than that in tourist dollars.

so, unlike the rest of sg men who are flying into rages over the cheapening of NS, like any entreprising cosmopolitan singaporean, like how gahmen also tell us to be, i've decided to work this to my advantage.

once i sign up for my yamaha guitar course, with the receipt i'll be going over to MINDEF, and with $5000.00 to pay for all my reservist in-camp trainings. since i served my 2 yrs liability liao, i think it'll be less than that, but they can keep the change. the receipt will show that i'll be a renouned guitarist one day bringing in plenty of tourist dollars so it is justified. meanwhile, i'll spend a few terrible years suffering away in sunny australia, where they dun hang evil drug traffickers, wintry new zealand, where they have more sheep and hobbits than ppl, or plagued-by-terrorists USA, where they have one bomb detector for every arab.

don't cry for me singapore, i'm suffering so i can bring u guys tourist dollars. maybe after playing at las vegas shows to full houses and making obscene amts of money, i'll play at the IRs to my fellow countrymen for a discounted price of $599/- per ticket.

and hopefully in other countries there'll be less gender-confused ppl out to confuse me.

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