amusing encounter. I think it’s stupid and funny.
On my way to work today, I board the train as usual, but something happened and makes it slightly different. I walked to the usual spot and noticed this uncle who looked like some ah tiong trying to have some fun with his iphone on my left. I tried to stand slightly further from him but didn’t managed to do so as the crowd pushes me back to the usual spot. In front of me, the well-dressed 20+ year old lady started digging the dirt on her ‘moldy’ nails and ear, I quickly backed a bit and turned my head to the right. I nearly dropped my jaw when I thought I saw Sally of The Night Before Christmas. Just that she’s not white but black. If you have no idea how Sally look like, here you go.

I think it’s better to turn my head back to the left and when i did so, i had this eye contact with the ‘uncle tiong’. Maybe he thinks I’m cute (don’t puke), he winked at me. I felt like 2012 is here. I tried to stay calm for the rest of the ride from admiralty to city hall. On and off, i felt the glare from my left. Upon reaching City hall, i walked rapidly to the other platform and got onto the train to Paya lebar. Again, I thought everything will be fine.
Suddenly, ‘uncle tiong‘ appeared and walked to my right. KNS! I was sweating and I know he’s gonna talk to me for the next moment, because he smiled to me! I looked away and tried to stay calm and cool, listening to my ipod tracks. I saw him waving to me and I still tried to act blur, as if I cannot hear him say hello. I think he thought I didn’t see him so he directly approached me and asked me to take off my earpiece. I had no choice but to do so. Well, I can’t be so thick skin to tell him sorry, not interested or what when he haven’t even spoke to me. Okay, here comes our conversation:
Tiong: 你好, 你叫什么名? (big smile)
Me: (having noticed that he actually look like 20+ but dressed like 30+)Uhhh…. sorry I can’t speak mandarin well (I know its a lame excuse when the fact is i’m a mandarin speaker, just thought ah tiong will backed off if he knows he can’t communicate with me. )
Tiong: Oh, you don’t usually speak mandarin?
Me: (stun) o.0 !!!!! *stays calm* uhhh… ya..
Tiong: May I know what’s your name? My name is Teh.
Me: Huh? *trying hard not to lol and say my name is kopi*
Tiong: I’m tey, T E Y *spells*
Me: Oh, haha okay.
Tiong: You? Your name?
Me: Uhhh… Dan *pause* okay, danni. (i was thinking of a random christian name like stephanie? But, I don’t have the stephanie face)
Tiong: Hello danni.. Erm.. You going to study now?
Me: No
Tiong: Then?
Me: Work
Tiong: oh you working~ working as?
Me: Interactive designer
Tiong: Oh, do interior one ah?
Me: -.-” interactive.
Tiong: Meaning?
Me: Erm, website design and stuffs…
Tiong: Oh, programmer ah?
Me: *nearly faint* No, designer. I design.
Tiong: Oh, okay~ so you do those structural thing ah?
Me: ?????? *gives up* haha, ya. *turns away*
Tiong: *waves* i work in aljunied! I’m a malaysian!
Me: o.0″ oh, icic… (thinks: he not ah tiong! no wonder know angmoh lar!)
Tiong: Can I be your friend?
Me: o.0″ haha *pause*.
Tiong: Er, can i be your friend? can you give me your phone number then we be friends?
Me: sorry… I don’t give my number to erm. *pause* strangers. (actual fact: unless you look younger, cleaner, suave… thou the conditions i stated usually won’t approach me XD)
Tiong: Oh… umm.. then then.. can i have your msn?
Me: uhhh..
Tiong: *takes out iphone* just type in here will do or you tell me okay?
Me: (seeing he’s v persistent and thinking that there’s no big issue, because i don’t msn at home and even if i give him, i can block him) okay. *tells him* you reached, bye bye.
Tiong: *smiles* I will add you later okay? bye bye~
Tiong left the train. I started rolling my eyes over and over again. Why always ganna tiong or tiong-lookalikes? No wonder debbie says I’m uncle-killer. I was trying to figure out why. I didn’t wear anything special. I wore white shorts and grey shirt, didn’t even bother to tie my hair or put on any make up. Then again, maybe that’s why! The tiong could have like girls wearing white shorts because, it’s white (you may see it, you may not see it) No make-up, pure & innocent~ Uncles love innocent girls, those who looked… ‘unexplored’. What’s worst, I think i have this quite friendly and harmless face that makes it easier to approach *if you don’t really know me*. I will make a good receptionist, coz I will smile and tell you where the toilet is.
To break away from the title of ‘uncle-killer’, I should wear Gothic make up and dress like punk, throw in a plastic surgery too.