These series of events that happened in my life lately hints of what my future will be like. Or so I shall assume.
Fine dining, travelling, and just yesterday, a luxurious free facial at Posh Wellness at Suntec.
If I keep up with such a hedonistic lifestyle, I'll be a very pampered and fat young lady in no time.
All these readies me for future tai-tai life.
Anything less than a tai-tai will not do, as my upkeep will be very high.
Of course I will aspire to be a financially independent and sturdy woman, but a combined wealth is preferred as I plan to have many children.
I shall be a devoted mother who is very concerned about her children's academic and athletic developments.
To do that I'll haunt the school by calling them up every now and then to request audience with the Principal for information about my children's progress or just to vex the office workers.
I may sound materialistic but it is only practical.
Wealth will, naturally, not be the only factor of consideration but its a plus plus plus point.
I mean, when adultery and divorce mars love and we women feel like there's nothing left in the world worth living for, at least there's money.
Forgive the cynicism, I see too many divorces and unhappy marriages happening around me to be naive enough anymore.
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My handphone plan is about to renew already which means a new phone for myself!
I was trying to check out when exactly the contract ends and it is the most patience testing thing to do.
Call Singtel and they ask you to press a hundred digits; 'Press one for English, Press two for Chinese, Press blah blah blah..' and then 'If you wish to enquire about Singtel Plans please press one blah blah blah..'.
Actually Singtel was fine in terms of level of irritance[no such word], it was level 3 at most on a scale of one to ten because even though my face twitches in annoyance I got the answer I wanted in the end.
The worst of the worst is Transitlink Hotline.
After pressing a million digits and just when you think: 'omg we're finally getting there', the prerecorded voice gave me an irrelevant generalised answer and said 'if you would like to repeat the message, please press 0 and if you would like to go back to the main menu please press 1.'
I DON'T WANT TO REPEAT THE MESSAGE.
The smartest part is that the voices are automated.
So even if you scored this hotline 10 on level of irritance you're deprived of the gratification of slamming the phone on that person.
URGH.
Which should be the case for my school's telephone system.
That should teach them a lesson for calling me names.
For instance take it that I'm working in Yusof Ishak Secondary, which I'm not.
Me: 'Good morning, this is Yusof Ishak Secondary School. How can I help you?'
Parent on the line: 'Oh hello Yusof Ishak. What is the dismissal time today?'
Me: 'What is your problem? Yusof Ishak is the face on our dollar note, not my name.'
Imagine the look on the parents' faces when they keep on pressing digits that lead them nowhere.
'Please press 1 if you want to complain.'
*Pressed one*
'Please press 1 if the teacher you're complaining about is Miss XXX, press 2 if it is Mr YYY, Press 3 if it is Mdm ZZZ... Press 199 if it is Mr XYZ.'
*Pressed 198* [If the caller is unlucky enough]
'Please wait for a beep to record your complain. Reminder: Keep the message concise as the line will hang up in 10 seconds after the beep. Your time starts NOW!'
All the messages are then diverted into the trash bin.
Come on. Be a fun person!
♥Bid Farewell
The total sum in my bank account has sunk a new low after the very expensive Hong Kong trip.
It balances at $2 plus.
How am I going to survive?
If you have extra cash, pls transfer to 027-6-049341, DBS savings.
Thanks.
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♥Bid Farewell
