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Monday Laughs….What Men Must Remember

Guys remember also…

*Images with thanks to  netizens of Internet



I could try exaggeration…it might work.

My work opportunity has turned bleak again.

Dragon Lady did come back with a job offer but after careful consideration, I have decided against accepting it. It was economically not viable plus Mr EX’s advice against it has taken root.

My days may be numbered with Electrical Lord but as Mr EX helped me discern, Dragon Lady might not have the financials to continue to pay me for my services, given the stark gloomy economic environment ahead.

Mr EX felt angry and hurt for me as he felt I was akin to EL as a slave. He wanted me out of EL’s life.

Mr EX has offered me a subsistence income to help him do nothing (*But I am sure Mr EX has his own agenda for me and at the same time, he wants me to hone my entrepreneurial skills. He seems to think that I have talent. He wants to back me as an investor.

I hesitate. I do not wish to be beholden to Mr EX and have this avenue to rekindle any undue feelings.

Besides, he might live on this street below?!

So, I am bored. 

Bored because I do not know what route should I take?

Route 1

Endure the verbal abuse and mental torture of EL – continue on as his slave till I find better options?

Route 2

Take a chance with Dragon Lady and carve a new adventure? Accept her offer of Dy Head Honcho?

But it means financially slave for free as I have to take a huge cut in wages and use my wages to drive business for her.

Plus, she might be the female version of EL, except she is educated and will not spout vulgarities.

Her title of Dragon Lady is apt! Mr EX does seem dead set against me working with her, saying she is clueless in what she is doing.๐Ÿค”

Route 3

Take up Mr EX’s offer and hatch new business schemes for him and I take on the role of CEO.

His job description for me

1. Watch his backside. LOL๐Ÿ˜‚

2. Do some work for him but not a whole lot.

3. Work on new business ideas for him.

Me thinks item 3 is where I become lucrative for him. In the past I helped Mr EX earn $2 million a year for 3 years with a plan I hatched.

I did not get anything in return as I did it with heart. It was good to help him back then as he needed an economic boost for his business then.

Maybe that is why he is trying to help me now.๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š

Karma….good karma I guess โ˜บ

Monday looms….

…..and EL will call a meeting to hear himself talk…ha ha


My Sentiments Exactly On Monday As It Looms Near….


Something I Would Say

Wouldn’t it be fun especially when at an upmarket grocery store? ๐Ÿ˜‚


And So The Story Goes #44

It is Halloween weekend and like the Ghost of Christmas Past…ooops! Ghost of Halloween, breezed in Mr EX.

My phone buzzed.




It was 10.30am and I was in the kitchen trying to get brekkie started and sorting out ingredients to cook up a storm i.e. next week’s dinner meals.I live a tough work life and precooked meals are a necessity for my survival.

So I did not read my message.

My phone rang as Mr EX then dialled in. 

Impatient lil imp he is, when he wants me in an instant. 

He thinks I am one of those “shake and bake” instant chicken pieces! Poof and I appear!


“Are you home? Free for coffee?”


“Hi hi…home and okie for coffee but I was about to make self a cuppa and eat breakfast”


“Be there in 10 minutes! Wipe your backside”


Phone clicks off. He does not let me bargain on time to get ready. Again, he thinks I am an instant Barbie and he is ever ready Ken! I could not rebutt him on leaving my backside alone!! Grr!

I finished making coffee and poured one serving into a styrofoam cup. I will share a cuppa for him. ๐Ÿ˜‰ I can be a little nice if I want to heheh!

In 15 minutes he drove into my driveway. His suitcase and business suit was in the back seat.


“Ya Lah….give me left overs!” as he slurped on the coffee as I handed to him.

I retorted.


“I am not so mean ok! This is a fresh cup which I could have drank”


He loves coffee and he just wants to irritate my good nature till my kitty claws are out!


“I have 23 demerit points for my driver’s licence”he said with gusto as if triumphant at his almost suspension from driving status.


“Then why are you driving?”


” My eyesight is so bad. One eye has cataract and my celebrity opthalmic surgeon keeps saying “not ready” for operation. I see zebra like lines and sometimes I fall asleep behind the wheel”


“Good grief! Get a second opinion and hire a driver!”


“I have hired an Uber Driver at night as I cannot see”

“Let’s go to Chui Huay Lim Club for “bak kut teh” (*local Teochew dish that is pork ribs in peppery soup served with doughsticks and or rice)

Ng Ah Sio is an antiquated brand of “่‚‰้ชจ่Œถ”(*literal translation – pork bone tea)

I felt it was overrated as it did not taste as good as I thought.

We shared a set meal as Mr EX has had breakfast already and I had a latte whilst he had a long black.

After the meal, he excused self to freshen up. But before he did, he said to the Restaurant Manager…


“Watch this girl whilst I am in the toilet” as he paid for the meal with a $50 bill. “She is very naughty and will destroy your things”


“You watch that man. He will dirty your toilets as he poos everywhere!”


Ha! 2 can play the same game๐Ÿ˜‰

The Restaurant Manager was a gem. He said “่€ๆฟๆ‚จไธ่ฆ่ฟ™ๆ ท่ฏดๅฅน”

(*Boss, don’t say this of her”)


“Did you collect my change?”as he came out of the toilet and walked towards where our table was.


“Yup – $10 left and I am keeping it!”


“As a fine for saying bad things about you to the manager eh?” he laughed.


“Way too cheap a fine I’d say. You should have paid using a $100 bill”


Double HA! I pocketed $10 from his change. If it was a $100, I would have made a tidy profit of $60. ๐Ÿ˜‰ In good sport, he laughed.

He is off to his business travels. Like the Ghost of Halloween present, he spirited away after 2 hours of time spent with me. Of which, he said it was his precious time he squeezed for me. His way of trying to say he cared I guess.

And so the story goes… .

Truth be told, I do worry for him. His sharing that he sleeps behind the wheel is dangerous. 

I would like him around for the rest of my life otherwise, how can I write my “And So The Story Goes Series…I do believe we do care for each other….or I would like to think so๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜ƒ

Stay tuned to the next episode of our antics.


Licence Plates

In lil red dot our licence plates are well controlled by Land Transport Authority. 

All prefixes and suffixes must follow the running sequence and “unique numbers” must be bid one per series.

Locals like the following numbers

8282 which means easy to prosper

2828 which also means easy to prosper

1313 which means always live well

800 which means prosper beautifully

4444 to the Cantonese is “die” but to Teochew it is good as all things “even”

13 is unlucky number to westerners but hugely popular with Chinese.

14 is first to die and not quite well received.

Prefixes with X or suffixes with X is not good as “X” marks the spot and is like a hex.

As for me, my car has Prefix of SDU and when I am articulating my car plate to buy parking, I would always say “Single, Desperate & Ugly” instead of conventional “Singapore, Denmark and United” to form the acronymn SDU.

And the best part is my car’s suffix is “A” which normally people say “Alpha”

For unconventional me, I prefer…Single, Desperate & Ugly XXXX All the time.

This always raises a laugh or a grin from the person getting my number plate.

It is Saturday….what can I do, but laugh as my bones hurt! 



Wonder if the kid passed his exams?!


Smart Kids

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Needle In A Haystack…Literally

I sometimes feel like this at work – ha ha trying to find the proverbial needle in a haystack figuring what it is that Electrical Lord wants.

EL prides self to be an all star photographer. But oh nooo…he does not take photos of seascapes or landscapes! 

Neither does he takes pictures of birds, plant or sea life.

Bahh!! He will take photos of his beloved stores.

Come each weekend, all minions will receive about 50 photos or more per Saturday and Sunday.

Our apps will buzz unendingly as we get “guess what is it that he is trying to say”

I once had a metal plate with a glass stuck on it! Hhmm 5 of us guessed and guessed till we figured out it was a glass door with a dropped hinge. 

We felt like Sherlock Holmes. So achieved!

Till the next photo…it is always like searching for a needle in a haystack๐Ÿ˜‰