Argh... Do I look so not Chinese? Somehow quite a handful of customers came in, and started speaking to me in Malay. Otherwise, they ignored me and turned to Jeremy instead when they wanted to speak Mandarin. The best part? After serving one relatively elderly couple, the guy commented that my pronounciation was good, and asked where I learnt it from. I went like, but I AM A CHINESE! and pointed to my dog-tag.. oops.. I mean name-tag. They just went like, "Oh.. sorry.. but you look like a Malay!" Argh..... That's the reason why Nithi almost died of laughter today, and Jeremy had his chance to suan me a little bit. Grr...
Work was still enjoyable of course. And in order to wait for a certain Mr Chan for dinner, I actually worked till 6.45 or somewhere thereabout! So you see, I can still like what I do huh?
Someone is asking me if it's possible to sustain passion without sufficient reward. My view? No. Unless the passion is superbly strong of course.
Dinner with Gary was of course not bad! Though the food wasn't as great as I imagined, given how much Gary wanted to dine there. Still, it's not too bad, thought the dessert made me a bit high, and poor Gary had to tolerate my disgusting antics later. =)
Another lawyer seemingly ran away with client's money. Don't know why, when I saw PJ on the news, there was just a sense of comfort and familarity...
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