Just got back from Malaysia, so.. .late post today!
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B(ernice): Hi hi. Sorry, I was overseas and had no internet so I didn’t reply you. So sorry. Yes yes, I remember you and can help you look for your desired house. Can I meet you tomorrow evening to discuss more? If you are free, I can meet you at J8 around 7pm.
Okay, forgivable since it was not intentional she didn’t ignore me, things happen and she is trying her best to follow up on my matter.
gog: Hi Bernice, thanks for getting back. Sure tomorrow 7pm sounds fine. Meet you at Coffee Bean 7pm.
Yeah yeah, I know, it’s CB&TL again, but this time, it’s not Milly. Did a quick check on my bang (bank) account and admired the balance again. The cheque cleared yesterday and it looks awesome.
Thursday passed like nothing to it. Work and work. Slogging away like an ox.
6.45pm, *DING*
B(ernice): Hello, I’ve reached. When you reach just look for me.
Fuck. I forgot. I’m still in office. My mind told me I needed to leave at 6pm sharp but I didn’t. Packing up quick, I made a dash out of office and drove down to J8.
And life throws you lemon when you’re already full of lemonade. PIE has a massive jam. Some fucker hit a motorbike and closed off 3 lanes. JUST GREAT.
gog: I will be very late, maybe we re-arrange again another day to meet?
B: It’s alright, I’ll wait if you are still coming to meet me.
Hungry for comms or just being professional? I didn’t reply Bernice, very sian of work and tired, I honestly just want something hot to eat and drink.
Just got back from Malaysia, so.. .late post today!
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B(ernice): Hi hi. Sorry, I was overseas and had no internet so I didn’t reply you. So sorry. Yes yes, I remember you and can help you look for your desired house. Can I meet you tomorrow evening to discuss more? If you are free, I can meet you at J8 around 7pm.
Okay, forgivable since it was not intentional she didn’t ignore me, things happen and she is trying her best to follow up on my matter.
gog: Hi Bernice, thanks for getting back. Sure tomorrow 7pm sounds fine. Meet you at Coffee Bean 7pm.
Yeah yeah, I know, it’s CB&TL again, but this time, it’s not Milly. Did a quick check on my bang (bank) account and admired the balance again. The cheque cleared yesterday and it looks awesome.
Thursday passed like nothing to it. Work and work. Slogging away like an ox.
6.45pm, *DING*
B(ernice): Hello, I’ve reached. When you reach just look for me.
Fuck. I forgot. I’m still in office. My mind told me I needed to leave at 6pm sharp but I didn’t. Packing up quick, I made a dash out of office and drove down to J8.
And life throws you lemon when you’re already full of lemonade. PIE has a massive jam. Some fucker hit a motorbike and closed off 3 lanes. JUST GREAT.
gog: I will be very late, maybe we re-arrange again another day to meet?
B: It’s alright, I’ll wait if you are still coming to meet me.
Hungry for comms or just being professional? I didn’t reply Bernice, very sian of work and tired, I honestly just want something hot to eat and drink.
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Originally Posted by
Centrico
Is Bernice hot enough for you to eat/drink?
Didn’t take note of her much till later, at least at this stage the small head haven’t overruled the big one yet
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Originally Posted by
Neverlookback
About x years ago b4 internet much up, we had ^^mens magazines^^ with shit like tis written in ^letters^^ section by fantasy writers
DUH
If it’s shit why so interested in reading and replying here? I didn’t say it’s not shit nor it’s not fantasy. Chill. It’s weird people step into a landmine when they know it’s a landmine, then complain it’s a landmine.
Hungry for comms or just being professional? I didn’t reply Bernice, very sian of work and tired, I honestly just want something hot to eat and drink.
7.50pm, finally cleared the fucking jam, zoomed down to J8 and I reached about 8.10pm. Parked and walked over to CB&TL.
Honestly, I forgot how Bernice looked like already. I had to take out my cell and call her, see whose phone rang and identify her as Bernice.
In the far corner, table for 4, I saw movement. A lady hurriedly picked up her phone and started looking towards the entrance of the cafe. Ah! Silly me, her ERA lanyard was a giveaway, how hard was it for me to not realise it?
Meticulous as I usually was, probably due to being exhausted from work, didn’t notice her lanyard.
Bernice stood up, clean white tee-shirt and a long slim jeans with her hair kiaped by a clip behind her neck.
Usually it’s a gentleman that stands up while his partner arrives to get seated, Bernice is doing it to me now, feels awkward.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Centrico
Is Bernice hot enough for you to eat/drink?
Didn’t take note of her much till later, at least at this stage the small head haven’t overruled the big one yet
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Neverlookback
About x years ago b4 internet much up, we had ^^mens magazines^^ with shit like tis written in ^letters^^ section by fantasy writers
DUH
If it’s shit why so interested in reading and replying here? I didn’t say it’s not shit nor it’s not fantasy. Chill. It’s weird people step into a landmine when they know it’s a landmine, then complain it’s a landmine.
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Originally Posted by
hiall1
Waiting for today’s drop…
Sorry.. .was sick and just got up from bed…. sorry sorry.
Good day all, really bad day to start the week…
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B(ernice): Hi hi, how can I address you?
Bernice extended her hand towards me. She didn’t look malnourished, but her hands look tired, probably housework and aged. I simply shook her hand.
gog: You can call me gog, or gentleman, either is fine.
Ok ok, the reply is made up, but for sure I’m a gentleman.
B: Sure, gog, take a seat, can I get you a drink?
gog: I’ll go get, you want anything?
B: It’s okay, I’ll go. Coffee?
This joke is getting stale… but no, I wasn’t keen for ’tea, or me’ today. I just nodded my head.
Fiddled with my phone and soon Bernice came back. For the first time I saw her up close and noticed her looks was some what motherly, big eyes. The impression she gave me was she’s a homemaker doing this part time.
She came back with 2 tall cups.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
hiall1
Waiting for today’s drop…
Sorry.. .was sick and just got up from bed…. sorry sorry.
Good day all, really bad day to start the week…
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B(ernice): Hi hi, how can I address you?
Bernice extended her hand towards me. She didn’t look malnourished, but her hands look tired, probably housework and aged. I simply shook her hand.
gog: You can call me gog, or gentleman, either is fine.
Ok ok, the reply is made up, but for sure I’m a gentleman.
B: Sure, gog, take a seat, can I get you a drink?
gog: I’ll go get, you want anything?
B: It’s okay, I’ll go. Coffee?
This joke is getting stale… but no, I wasn’t keen for ’tea, or me’ today. I just nodded my head.
Fiddled with my phone and soon Bernice came back. For the first time I saw her up close and noticed her looks was some what motherly, big eyes. The impression she gave me was she’s a homemaker doing this part time.
She came back with 2 tall cups.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Orange22
Your favourite …. someone’s wife hehehe
Kns. How you all know. Hehe… well I didn’t deny my preferences….
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Originally Posted by
hiall1
Take care and get well soon!
Thanks bro. Woke up to puffy eyes. KO super early last night and likely going back to sleep again now.