CNY Day 4
A hammer dropped on my head. No, not the metal kind, it was one of those soft toys that she actually kept in office and uses it to ‘abuse’ us. She made it clear it’s only for laughs and if anybody is offended, she won’t do it to them. None of us actually minded because it is rather hilarious in itself to get ‘hammered’.
gog: Ow!!!
J(anice): Huh? I hit you very hard ah? Sorry sorry!!
She’s really naive and nice.
gog: Who are you? What am I doing here? Where am I???
J: *waves a red packet*, now can remember?
gog: Thank you boss!!!!
I tried to snatch but she was faster. Wayyyyyyy faster.
J: Uh uh uh!! No oranges, NO red packet!
gog: Later I give you la.
J: You lie, give me oranges or forgo your red packet.
I forgot from whose table I stole the oranges and went to greet her in person for the CNY and she blessed me with the red packet.
gog: Happy CNY Boss!! *stretches out oranges*
J: Happy CNY gog, may you have health and wealth this very year.
I took the red packet, and went out of her room. Probably just $10 like the rest. I probed my junior - let’s call her Amy.
gog: Amy, how much did you get? The market rate went up? Or down?
A(my): Wait…
Amy flipped the packet upside down and I was right, out slid a $10.
A: $10! Yay, my lunch settled.
gog: That’s bribery! You will now be forced to work longer hours!
You know how you can get a 6th sense sometimes? I felt something amiss, and yes. the hammer toy came down on me again, this time on my shoulder.
J(anice): Bribe your head, you don’t bully A, get back to work la!
Wah lao, like that also kena scolded.
I left the packet in my bag and forgot about it until I got home. I took it out and something felt wrong, it was thicker than usual. I pulled out the contents and I found a note, and a 2 $100 notes.
The note went:
Dear gog,
Thank you for being such a supportive friend, we have been working for the past year and coming soon to a full year. Thank you for being a friend, co-worker and fellow brother.
-- signed J.
I still have the note, the original red packet and also the 2 $100 notes today. I can’t bear to use it, nor throw the note or red packet away.
On a lighter side of things:
gog: Wah, why so generous?
I initiated a WA conversation.
J(anice): What?
gog: $200??!?!?
J: Oh… if you feel bad, you buy me lunch tomorrow la!
gog: Okay! Instant cup noodles from 7-11 downstairs!
J: El-cheapo leh you.
gog: Ok ok. you decide, I’ll drive.
*tok tok tok tok*
I heard heels. I looked up and saw Janice in a long sleeved white satin blouse with a red A-line knee length skirt. A sling bag rests on her should as she walked. Her hair doesn’t seem naturally curly today, did she… do some hair styling?
J(anice): good morning all!!!
A(my): Wow.. somebody is on a hot date today??
J: Today is hot, but I have no date leh.
A: gog never date you meh?
A signaled the double quote action as she mentioned “date”
I kept quiet while J just smiled and giggled then trotted off into her room.
Once again, I forgot what I was working on and fumbled for a moment.
A: Hey gog, you all going for lunch later is it, she wear so hot today.
gog: *caught off guard*, erm, huh, yeah, I jio her lunch for the red packet.
A: Huh $10 only leh, you kena con gao gao liao la.
gog: Huh no la.. friend friend nia.
Need to stop day dreaming and get back to work. Decided to bring her to Tony Roma’s at Suntec for ribs. I love the french loaf (albeit what comes after consumption is hardly desirable). The garlic bread is also something to die for. For food wise, my rib place is still TR. Sad that they had already closed down. Tried a few places, PS Cafe, Morganfields, nothing comes close.
Soon it was lunchtime and we proceeded to my car.
gog: WAIT!!!
J(anice) froze in her tracks.
J: Huh?
I ran to her, she looks shocked and frightened. Then I reached out towards her. It’s now or never!!!!
I opened the car door and invited her into the car.
J minimised her eyes to a line again, rolled her eyes up, shook her head and proceeded to get into the car.
J: Where we going?
gog: Ribs?
J: Tony’s?
Wah, she read my mind, or either that that’s the only place she knows?
The thing with seatbelts for ladies is that they tend to cross it between their chests, guys just cross it anywhere we like as we have no obstructions. As she crossed hers, and reposition it so it seats between both mammories, I can’t help but notice how sexy it felt and I honestly wish I was the seatbelt at that moment.
Nothing eventful except the usual bad drivers, a few honks, but none too excessive as I didn’t want her to be scared or feel endangered.
J: Hey, want to go my church’s prayer fellowship this Sat?
gog: Hmm? Why so sudden? Nowadays church fellowship also need +1?
Swooosh!!! Her fist came at me on my shoulder.
J: No la, more people better ma, prayer is more effective that way.
Thing with her is, she is always concerned about her faith, practicing it whenever she can and focuses a lot on living her life as a good Christian. That’s how alluring she is, her focus is always religiously aimed.
gog: Got buffet? If have, i sure go.
Of course it’s a silly stupid joke, come on, Singaporeans are nothing but full of B$ jokes, me inclusive.
J: I buy you dinner after that lahhhhh!
Wah lao… fat die me again, DINNER?
J: Come come… pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase
gog: Got pretty girls there or not? If have I consider.
J: Ha..
gog: You not counted.
*smacks my hand and laughs uncontrollably*
J: You know what I going to say meh???
gog: dont-want-face.
J: *bleah*
The same thing happens every time we dine, we fight over who gets to eat more, we fight and argue over who ate too much, who ate too little, like little kids. Only thing is we won’t fight over who gets to eat the least.
Ordered half slab baby back ribs, half slab honey ribs and a FULL french loaf. Let’s not forget she likes garlic bread, so we had 2 servings of it.
J: MMMMM so nice…
For a lady, she has no or little etiquette eating infront of friends. the garlic spread dropping down her lips to chin and she’s still enjoying the garlic bread.
J: Mmm so you coming over on Sat right?
I was trying to slowly push more food onto her plate and she smacked my hands.
J: Hey, I saw that okay, this is yours, I already took my share, you cheater bug!
gog: Where got? This one is yours! I never lie!
J: You ALWAYS lie.
And I’m trying to push the plate of slabs nearer to her.
J: Oi!!! You don’t geh geh!!!
And we kept fighting through lunch.
We walked past an apparel shop and there’s this dress on display, dark green in color, a v-neck knitted bodycon dress with long skirt. If you folks have gf/wife you’ll know that knitted materials are usually very tight, and expandable to fit/hug the body shape.
J(anice): Wah.. that one look nice hor?
gog: You wear already will not be nice lor, don’t spoil the dress la.
*smack* my shoulder today dunno kena how many liao, orh-cheh liao…
J: I go try try, fast one ok?
gog: …
She already ran off into the department store and asked for a wine red copy of the dress.
J: gog!!! gog!!!! OI!!
gog: Huh who call me?!?
J: Over here la!!! Turn around!
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug. The v neckline was not that low but the body hugging design was… va-va-vooooooom. She was actually fishing for comments from me!!! The first time I ever seen her wearing something so figure-licious.
gog: Who you? I don’t know anybody this pretty leh.
J: Ha… very funny right? So you mean this looks good on me la?
gog: Everything looks good on you.
Shit… that came out so naturally.
J: Ok right? Should I get it?
I went to the salesgirl and passed her my credit card.
gog: wrap it up for her please.
S(ales)g(irl): Wow, you’re so sweet to buy it for your wife, she’s a lucky girl.
Janice started laughing and I was panicking, I didn’t know what to say.
Janice nudged me in my ribs and said:
J: Thank you ah hubby.
Really tease me until going to burst… thankfully it didn’t.
SG: Your husband very nice, shop with you patiently even pay for it, you’re very lucky.
J: You want? I loan him to you.
gog: Eh sexual harassment liao, you don’t sabo me, later I end up at police station.
SG: Haha your husband very humorous, but thank you, I’m married already, you can keep him.
gog: OI… I’m customer leh…
J & SG just laughed and smiled.
Hmmm… 3-some? Hehehe… Nah… don’t even dream of it.
About 6.40pm, a ‘meeting’ invite came in. It was from Janice to the whole department.
J(anice): Hi all, just an invitation to my place at XXXXXX road this Sunday for a department get together and celebrate the CNY as well. There will be BBQ, cooked food and facilities for all to use at my condo (bring your swimsuits or swimming trunks).
Just come and I’ll settle everything with gog’s help.
See ya at 6pm!
!?!?!?!? Why I’m dragged to do extra duties on weekend? At least not the kind of duty I want to perform
Honestly, am also worried to see her husband and feel jealous. What if the husband didn’t like me as we always converse on WA crappily and friendly? What if her husband has a 1-1 talk with me to stay away from Janice? What IF… man this is worrying…
BUT…
Swimsuits? Will Janice be swimming? Hmmmmmmmmm *devil horns growing*
Mixed feelings but will have to brace forward.
SWOOOSH…. toy hammer came down on my head.
gog: Ouch! What did I do wrong this time????
J(anice): Nothing. Hahaha… you read my email hor? For you, 4pm reporting time. Help me collect food, drive me around on errands ok?
gog: You not my girlfriend leh…
J: I’m your “wife” leh.
She said that while air quoting the word - wife. She told me afterwards she was teasing but she didn’t feel it was flirting, it was purely harmless fun on her part. I told her I felt otherwise and that I really liked the idea of it.
gog: So I’m your little white faced toy boy issit?
J: Hannor hannor!!! Hahahaha. Don’t forget Saturday fetch me to bible study and join us. Sunday fetch me go prepare for gathering.
gog: This is out of my job scope.
J: But this is in your Christian brother help sister scope!!
Wah lao… I can never out-talk her. She has a reply for everything. Either she’s too articulate or her brains move at speed of light to come up with retorts fast.
I minimised my eyes to a line like what she always does and then I positioned my finger along my throat and did the splicing move.
J: Won’t KILL you to help right??????
I stood up, took my bag and started walking off without replying but rolling my eyes.
J: Wait for me! Send me home!
gog: Not on the way!!!!!
Two ‘kids’ starting running out of the office chasing each other…
It has become quite common that after work, I would go out with Janice, be it for drinks (coke/sprite) and I would send her home before 9pm. We usually had prayer sessions, she was really faithful and didn’t waste time on just mundane chatting, but focused more on what she can do with her time to put it to godly use.
It was drawing us closer, beyond that of a boss and suboardinate, or even colleagues, it was just great enjoyment to see her and be with her and watching her enjoy what she is doing. Usually a quick bite, then we would sit in the car and pray and share our thoughts and readings of the bible. It seemed that our faith brought us together on a good note and nothing more than just being supportive of each other.
Saturday came, 4pm.
*beep beep*
I was at home watching TV when a message came on in.
J(anice): Hey, what time are you picking me for bible study later?
gog: Huh? Simi bible study?
J: Oi!!! I told my group you’ll be joining us. Pick me up a 5.30pm okay? We go dinner first then if you are good boy, you can bring me go supper.
gog: …
^ I really sent that back to her.
I wasn’t prepared, she didn’t tell me what they were studying on, which book, which topic and I was definitely not in the mood (sorry, but the momentum wasn’t there at that time). The only consolation is that Janice is going and at least there’s some eye candy.
Showered and left house at 5pm, reached her place and texted her at 5.25pm.
gog: I’m here.
5.28, 5.29, 5.30…. 5.42pm
J(anice): Give me a while more, need to put on make up
gog: Ugly hor, put make up also ugly one la, don’t bother.
J: Idiot.
Love her one liners without comebacks. Shows she’s taking the conversation serious enough even to reply and bother to entertain me.
5.47pm
J: Coming
gog: OI! We going to be late liao la!!!!
J: Wait for pretty girls is like this one ma let you wait 15mins is not bad liao okay!!
Janice came down in a knee skirt, green, and with a yellow, short sleeved blouse and a hand carry bag. Her bible and study materials must be inside. 5.30-5.55pm is 25 mins. Don’t you just love female logic how it can be JUST 15 mins??
gog: Hi miss, where you want to go, the meter starts at … $5.55 (it’s 5.55pm)
*smack* my shoulder got it again, I think I’ll be lopsided at this rate.
J: Be serious, we’re late for bible study.
gog: “…” and whose fault is it?
J: Yours la… you come so late.
She cheekily giggled and laughed when she said that. For obvious reasons, I know men and women aren’t supposed to get touchy, I poked her in the sides with my left index finger. The consequence of it was unimaginary.
J: ahhhhhh nooooooo that’s my weak spot, don’t do that, I’m sorry I’m sorry
Janice twisted her sides inwards and tried to use her elbow to block my jabs. I cheekily continued to jab lightly until she surrendered and apologized. That was our first close physical contact apart from shaking hands during the interview and holding her hands on Christmas Eve for supper (scroll back to read the time I held her out of the car). She did not reject my ’touching’ and by surprise, I had gotten unintentional access to her body by means of tease. Gosh… I think my heart was beating so fast when she didn’t say it was molest but laughed about it. Seems like I can in future do this without repercussion of any sorts.
Reached church and met her friends, self introduced and met a very pretty friend of hers, let’s call her Lindi. The rest, let’s not bother, nothing interesting.
L(indi): Hey, gog, heard so much about you from J(anice). Heard you are her good work buddy and fellow brother.
gog: I’m humbled by the remark, haha I’m just a colleague of hers which she abuses me to run errands for her and fetch her all around Singapore.
J: OI!! You should be honoured ok! I don’t just let anybody fetch me one hor.
The group laughed and we self introduced to each other. Lindi, 41 years old (O-M-F-G), married, with 2 kids in secondary/JC. Still an awesome figure, but her husband is usually working on weekends (I can’t divulge his work and company), so she attends BS sessions alone after leaving her kids with her helper. Long hair, slender (very) and dresses moderately open. “Open” as in if you bother to try to peek or take the opportunity to look down the blouse or pay enough attention, you can catch a glimpse of her undergarments. She likes to wear lacy and very commonly, half cup bras. Oppposed to Janice, she would be more fasionable, like criss-crossing her bra straps, or wearing colored bras that shows through thin clothings.
I think I’ll come to her BS session more frequent.
L: You don’t bully gog la, later next week he don’t want to join us, how?
gog: I got say I want to come again meh?
I gave a sad face and bit my lips like I’m some abused man.
J: You DARE?
gog: Meow… I don’t.
They laughed and we sat down. The mini study series was focused on ‘Faithfulness’ we shared experiences, read through the bible. Janice was the first to volunteer to read it out aloud for us, she was really damn serious during the whole session that I didn’t dare to joke around.
Closed the session with split up prayer groups, Lindi, Janice and myself in one.
L(indi): So will I see you next week, gog?
J(anice): If he don’t come, he will get it at work, I will torture him!
gog: Hi Lindi, I don’t want to come but because I will be tortured, so I have no choice.
Lindi placed her hand on my arm and spoke while stroking softly. I was abit taken back by her touching. It didn’t seem normal. Not one bit.
L: Aiyah, Janice is a very gentle lady, she won’t one la
gog: You want to see my bruises, the torture marks?
I tried to gain sympathy by making up injuries to Lindi. Janice was exasperated at being bullied by both Lindi and myself that she just rolled eyes and called us bullies. Lindi once again placed her hand on my lap and laughed casually.
I caught a glimpse of Janice’s face where she didn’t seem happy about it but she tried to laugh and giggle it off. Hmmmmmm. HMM ?
We bid goodbye and I left with Janice.
J(anice): gog, I don’t feel good…
Janice was frowning and looking sick.
gog: Ok la ok la!!! I’ll bring you to eat la!!!
J: Yay!! gog is the best! Food food food!
Like a little kid, she skipped her steps to my car and got in like she’s the missus of it. Not that I have any objections. I can feel quite proud when she gets out of the car and often wonder what will people think, if she’s my wife or what.
J: I want hot pot!
gog: Hey hey, can you be more lady like, where got lady like you one, you should at least act act, let the guy suggest then you suggest right?
J: Goooooooooo la, hungryyyyyyyyyyy.
Brought her to Vivocity, JPot. JPot, like most hotpot or rather like any hotpot, is communal dining, meaning you will cross each other’s side of the soup somehow and might even in a moment of forgetfulness reach out with our personal cutlery to take food out thereby ‘contaminating’ the soup with our saliva.
J: I want the seafood set!!! And I also want the free flow drink, and I also want the specialty beancurd and extra vegetables!
gog: Oi oi oi, can you be more ladylike??
J: Hell. Hath. No. Fury. Like. A. Woman. Hungry.
She paused with each word and I gave up. Gave in to her.
Server: Your wife is very cute.
gog: Yeah, ugly but adorable.
Janice glared at me and the server hurried away before she was embroiled into a ‘war’.
As expected, she put chopsticks into her mouth and absentmindedly used it to ‘fish’ for food items in the soup. I didn’t say a word, I didn’t mind at all, an unhealthy exchange of body fluids. I think I’m seriously perverted or I overthink hygiene.
J(anice): hey gog.
Erm, suddenly so solemn… didn’t feel right.
gog: Yeah?
I didn’t go into jokes or laugh, but just replied seriously.
J: Lindi is a nice lady, but I think you ought to maintain an adequate distance with her as it is not really nice to be that close to her. She’s married.
“Married”, that word rang in my head, I twitched below involuntarily. Okay, I’m perverted. Why was Janice talking about this, right now? Was she angry that Lindi was touchy during the chat?
J: Don’t mistaken her friendliness for affection, she has always been very physical to everybody, in a friendly manner. Please do keep a distance and don’t do anything wrong, ok?
I choked on my seaweed toufu. Now I know how people can actually choke on toufu. She was honestly displeased with Lindi touching me and was worried I might get the wrong idea and fall out of the faithfulness circle to do something I might regret. Or won’t I?
gog: No la, I understand she’s friendly. She’s married, I won’t do anything that will cause myself to falter or even others. I respect her as much as I respect you and the rest. But for you, I treat you as my closer sister, she’s always just going to be a normal sister.
I lied.
Janice looked relieved, tensions were lifted when I saw she smiled and carried on eating. She is one hard to read/understand person.
J: Anyway I not too worried, you also not handsome, no looks, no figure, no money…
gog: HEY!!!!!
And we fought over dinner again. I can go on and on… the ‘fight’ never ends whenever we’re together.
I’m indeed not handsome, I don’t have a good figure, I do have a slight tummy (not from beer) and I’m purely average, I’m plump actually. So I also don’t think even Janice will consider a 2nd look at me, don’t talk about Lindi.
We went for a stroll along sentosa linkway, chatted and enjoyed each other’s company when she suddenly got solemn again.
J(anice): Hey, gog, can pray for me?
gog: Hmm to strike toto or to grow taller?
J: Feeling a bit under pressure of family and work, I won’t say much but keep me in your prayers, pray for me to have strength and faith to go through all this.
She seemed like she was tearing slightly. I didn’t jest further and just nodded my head as an ‘OK’.
Sent her home and she was quiet. Felt moody she was down and I didn’t manage to cheer her up. I found out what was bothering her eventually. If I forget to mention this, please remind me. It is supposed to be explained in future sections.
1.30am.
*Beep*
J(anice): Thanks for joining today, really appreciate it and thanks for the prayers, see you next week for BS.
I woke up at Sunday, 7am to see the message. It’s too late to reply anyway. Just went to church for services and then went out with friends for lunch.
*Beep*
J: So quiet?
gog: Noise noise noise.
J: Idiot
gog: You say quiet what.
J: Haha… thanks, you can be funny sometimes. See you later at 4? I need to pick up the food and charcoal from Siglap side, then I need to collect the cooked food from XYZ restaurant.
Hmm I decided to just try something.
gog: Your husband not helping you?
Ok ok, I’m JEALOUS. Happy?
J: He’s having some work emergency, will only be back about 9 if early. *crying emoticon*
gog: Ok ok… 4pm. Put on your make up BEFORE that.
J: Idiot.
4.05pm
Ohhhhhh sh1t. She’s already there. I’m late. Arms crossed, one foot tapping away as she saw me turning in. She opens the door and gets in. Hmmm home t-shirt and shorts, rather casual today, but her shirt has to be black, I can’t see ANYTHING or even a HINT… hais.
J(anice): how can you let a lady wait in the open??
gog: Simi lady… lao auntie liao
J: Oi!!!!!
I used my index finger to jab her sides again
J: Noo noooooo ok ok.. I give up
When you get access to a lady in some ways and she doesn’t resist. We all know it’s a comfort zone that we can safely access. Sure, it’s not her butt, or boobs, but at least it’s her sides and she didn’t ask me to not be touchy.
She held on to my index finger while doing the ‘sorry’ sign with her left hand. I certainly wished her hands were holding something else of mine in the same manner tho’….
gog: Let’s go, forgive you this time.
J: Hmmph!
We drove to collect the food stuff, the charcoal. I hate getting food into the car, if not dealt with proper or leaks, the smells stays forever. I didn’t like it but since Janice asked, I just obliged.
We walked past 7-11 after collecting BBQ food and this girl.. seriously…
J(anice): I want to eat ice-cream!
gog: *groans* Auntie, I carrying charcoal, satay, chicken wings, pork chops and also corn leh
J: Very fast one okay???
She and her ‘very fast one’. She emerged about 5mins later with ice-cream cone and started to enjoy herself.
gog: Oi, me leh?
She absentmindedly reached out her cone to me.
J: Nah, 1 bite only ah you don’t eat too much, later you fat.
I think a bunch of scenarios went through my head in an instance. My reaction was instant but images and thoughts flashed across my head while she said that. Quickly, I took a small bite from her cone.
J: Goooood boy.
Is she fucking teasing me?!?! She just went on to eat her ice-cream and walked slowly back to the car. I beh tahan already. I really cannot liao.
gog: You ate my saliva ah?
J: Why? You got AIDS ah? More like you ate mine leh.
gog: So now I’m your slave huh?
J: Good idea! From now on you’re my slave!
gog: HELLO!?
J: I’m the missus, you’re the slave!
Sometimes I just give up, I don’t know she’s an adult or purely just a kid at heart. This kind of little disputes and ‘arguments’ only gave us more chance to connect at a level above being friends, but to her it was purely innocent joking and fun. Went off to a restaurant to pick up some beehoon, chicken curry and also ngor hiang. I think she’s trying to feed an army of minions. My poor car…
5.20pm already when we got back.
J: I haven’t make egg salad! OMG OMG OMG!!!
gog: AUNTIE! You feeding pigs ah!? No need liao la!!!
J: I bought the ingredients liao… quick, come upstairs help me!!
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…g. Guys, admit it. 1001 scenarios just ran through your mind. Of which, 1002 are fantasy scenarios of intimacy. Same like you, I was running through all the weird dirty perverted thoughts in my head after she said that.
Janice swiped her phone at the door and it opened. A ‘Last Supper’ hung by the door, with a very minimalist feel, 3 seater sofa, 1 arm chair and a glass mirror hung up high with a cross behind the chairs. An average TV (43"?) no soundbar, nothing. I counted 3 rooms and a balcony at the side of the living room with a small table and 2 chairs. She ran quickly into the kitchen.
gog: Hey auntie!
J: WHAAAAAT?
gog: Your slave stay which room?
J: Slave sleeps downstairs by the pool, no room one!
This is what I call, digging my own hole and jumping into it. Why do I even bother to try?
gog: What you want me to help you with?
J: Help me wash the vegetables while I boil the eggs.
We got to our own assigned tasks when I turned around to grab a sieve to drain the vegetables of the water when she crashed right into me with a tray of fresh eggs after taking out from the fridge. The eggs got crushed between us. The kitchen layout is as below she doesn’t do a lot of cooking, E - Entrance, F - Fridge, S = Sink. Why I remember the kitchen and house layout so clearly? GUESS on folks.
Legend:
- D = Door
- BAL = Balcony
- TV (self explanatory)
- SR = Study Room
- BR 2 = Bedroom 2
- SER = Service Yard for laundry washing machine etc.
- AC = Aircon compressor
- CB = Cupboard
- F = Fridge
- CT = Common toilet
- E = Entrace to the area
- MBR T = Master bedroom toilet
- MBR = Master bedroom
- M + C = Mirror + Cross
- M + D = Mirror + Dressing table
- P = Last Supper painting
gog: Janice, you ok???
The eggs were cracked, and they drenched her black tee. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuug. I can’t see sh1t still!!!!
J(anice): Ahhhhhhhhhhhh my floor!!!
TMD… instead of worrying about anything, she is worried of her floor’s cleanliness. This is where army area cleaning comes in useful. Yeah, yours truly cleaned up the kitchen floor for her. She went to do a change of clothes while I cleaned up the kitchen… !(#_!@()$#!)+_$*!@&!!!
Janice asked if I can fit her husband’s clothes - DOH!!!!!
J: gog, sorry, but I only have men’s clothes in my husband’s size, is it alright?
gog: Uh no la, it’s okay, I got spare clothes in the car, BBQ ma, I sure bring extra clothes in case.
There goes my chance to go into her room and… anyway, back to story, enough side tracking.
We finished up the egg salad, it was already 6.10pm. Janice stayed upstairs to do a quick change of clothes while I went downstairs to the car and changed - who wants to see a top naked man??? Good thing about such department gatherings is, NOBODY ever arrives on time. I built a nice charcoal house while waiting for them to arrive.
J(anice): Oi! I ask you to start the fire, you playing masak ah??? Don’t play with the charcoal la!!
gog: You patient a bit can or …
I looked up and I saw Janice’s hair bunned up with a pink clip and in a white sleeved (Sobs!!!) top and same shorts.
gog: … not?
J: Faster la, later they come liao hungry!
gog: You mean you hungry is it?
I lit up the fire starters and covered it with more charcoal.
gog: There, done!!!
J: I ask you start fire not play lego la!!!
gog: You never BBQ before issit… wait la!!!
Amy was the first to arrive, in a white thin spaghetti top. Now this is what I called flaunting and show-off. Until today, I don’t understand the reason behind wearing a colored bra when the top is pure sheer and thin. Ladies just tell me - “Because I can”. !??!?!? Amy was the same, her black bra straps were contrasting with her white top’s straps, so you can count 4 straps instead of 2.
A: Janice! gog! I brought otah!
Janice was seemingly perturbed by Amy’s dressing because she was like faking/acting when she smiled and welcomed Amy. I could feel/sense some form of hostility. Amy’s necklace has a temple charm which was showing also, that really did NOT sit well with Janice.
J(anice): Oh dear we already have so much food, you want to bring home and eat instead?
Oh my.. Janice is really UNHAPPY with Amy’s dressing and appearance.