Senin, 22 November 2010

小姐,我们可以交个朋友吗?

Today, I got into a cab and the driver, probably in his late 40s, started speaking to me in Japanese. I was like... HUH?

He then realised I was Singaporean and proceeded to exclaim how unSingaporean I looked. My usual response to that = I am 100% Singapore and was born in KKH to top it off.

Realising that conversation thread was leading nowhere, Mr Cab Driver started to tell me about his job history. That he used to work in Tokyo, Taipei, somewhere else, and somewhere else. He was a procurement manager of sorts... Blah Blah Blah...

Then Mr Cab Driver started to talk about his trips back to his hometown (Guangdong) in China, and how he had tried to look for a wife back there recently, but has been unsuccessful because they didn't meet his criteria. So I asked him if he was looking for someone who would take care of his folks. He said his folks were dead and he was alone. I had nothing to add to that but didn't want to be rude, so I said something like "If so, it shouldn't be a problem to find a Singaporean wife for companionship." He went on and on about how Singaporean chicks have very high standards... It's very tough to find a good wife...

The cab ride couldn't have lasted more than 15 minutes. Just as he stopped the cab for me to alight, he turned around, flashed his tobacco-stained teeth at me, and asked,"小姐,我们可以交个朋友吗?" THRICE.

I was like... WTF?!! but it came out as "不好啦!不好啦!" I then got off the cab as quickly as I could.

Mental note to self: Never be too chatty with cab driver.

I've never been hit on by a cab driver. This must be a milestone of sorts. A quantum leap for me.

And guess what 'Good Fren' had to say about this? He merely laughed. =_=

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