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About the GrumpyQueen

A.K.A Gatekeeper

I love food, don't deprive me of it.

I'm not Princess, I'm Queen

I can be quite grumpy and when I am, I hide here, my dungeon for reflections, ramblings and ranting.

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I hate as vehemently as I love
I already know I'm crazy, be my friend, it's safer

Different is not bad, just not the same as the rest

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Strange people

I met 2 strange people at the bus stop today. But I was in uniform so I couldn't possibly roll my eyes at them can I?

Strange woman no. 1:
She looked a little mad la but was with another friend, who looked almost as mad as her. Then suddenly she kept pointing at my shoe going, "BATA! BATA" in a normal conversational tone. I was listening to music at that time and assumed that she was talking to her friend.

Then she went something like, "Bata hor? Bata hor?" and kept nudging her friend. Her friend must have acknowledged her amazing discovery with a nod or what la, I don't know. But her friend's interest in my shoe was short lived.

Then this strange woman kept nudging her friend telling her that my shoe is from Bata. Her friend was obviously, so not interested in my shoe and kept looking away.

Now, finally, she looked at me in the eye and just went "Bata ah? Bata ah? Your shoe from Bata ah?"

By now I was starting to believe that she's semi retarded, a shoe can actually entertain her for 5 mins. What is so interesting about a stupid black shoe? It's not like as if it had diamonds on it!

I gave her a really nice smile and said I can't remember where I got the shoe. She looked quite pleased with my answer and finally stopped nudging her friend.

Strange woman no. 2:
Apparantly, the friend of this strange woman no. 2 bought 1 tub of ice cream from the supermarket less than 30 mins ago. While she was at the bus stop, the ice cream started seeping out of the plastic bag. The friend opened the bag and realised the ice cream had melted and it was seeping out of the countainer. She was making such a commotion there that I had to turn and look.

So the friend decided to go back and ask for an exchange, leaving the strange woman at the bus stop.

Then the strange woman started telling me what's going on. Saying that she would help look after her friend's groceries but she's rushing home, which is why the friend is lugging all the groceries back and forth.

The whole time I had this "so you tell me for what?" look on my face. But I can't be too unfriendly and tried making small talk with her.

Moral of the story: I think people think people in uniform know the whole of singapore. They have this sense that the policeman/nurse/fireman MUST know them because they are Singaporeans and this policeman/nurse/fireman is wearing a uniform.

Do people talk to a bank teller who's just finished her shift and wearing her bank's uniform?

I mean, I was even wearing earphones la, which means I DON'T WANNA BE DISTURBED EVEN THOUGH I AM IN UNIFORM.

Ok, I'm gonna get into a habit of not wearing a uniform when I'm not at work. Because I don't really like the idea of the public coming up to me asking for directions to the weirdest of places. I am a nurse, not a taxi driver! Then people come up to me and tell me that they can't read the signs, why like that, why they never think of the Chinese educated people. Do I look like the sign makers to you?

18.4.08 6:42 PM

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