I just like sitting like this,

why, why, why you tell me,

you don't like ah?

Too bad hor, I am like that.

I got a porbrem? Where? Where you tell me, where got.

I where got porbrem!

sorry, problem?

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So normally we associate maid employers to be very busy, very rich, very high-class.

Either tai-tai, big businessman, mister or dear miss.

So you have maid, you very big is it?

Today I went Onepeople @ Braddell with Dorcas and Zac, and were sitting in the KFC discussing some stuff.

& this Indonesian/Philippines? maid came in and ordered a Happy!meal from the Chinese cashier lady.

The maid herself was putting her terrible efforts to order this Happy!meal from the lady, and she was difficult and the whole process was tough, and challenging and torturing for both parties obviously.

So after a long struggle, she left with her umbrella, a Happy!meal in her hands.

After 30 min or so, I saw the familiar face which once again appeared at the counter.

Aw, same maid again, what does she want again?

She brought back the same bag she left with half an hour ago, with an addition of a purple paper in her hand.

She tried very hard: she pointed at the paper vigorously, told the cashier lady in broken pieces of English and must have felt desperate and helpless.

Somemore the cashier lady is from China, and there's this serious communication breakdown for some five minutes.

Ite, the manager came out, read the note and told the cashier lady to replace something in the Happy!meal.

The maid heaved, and left with something changed to her bag.

So, the note was from the employer.

So, the maid ordered something wrongly and was made to come back and change a small thing in the meal.

So, the employer must be allergic to this stupid thing that he/she MUST INSIST and FORCE the pathetic maid to walk back KFC from HOME, just to get that stupid thing changed to make his/her money VERY WORTH.

Mind you, 30 minutes after I saw her again.

Some problem with the employer: can I ask, are you human in the first place?

Isn't that also FOOD in front of your dumb eyes?

Somehow you just want it to be your favourite (i guess), and thinks it's fine since its not you that is making the trip down, ANYWAY.

Continue to shake leg at home/do manicure, please do.

Wait till your devoted robot comes putting urine into your pepsi and whatever into your burger, I will applaud her for doing so.

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I went down to Bluetea cafe @ Boarding school to buy a drink and a packet of snacks.

And I went to pay for them, in front of me were two girls, one with a huge bottle of mango juice, one with a small tiny yoghurt in her hands.

1. Bluetea Cafe is a shop opened by a kind couple, selling all kinds of things, from food to drinks to snacks to stationery to locks, and this kind couple is really quite polite. Esp the uncle, he smiles to everyone man.

2. HCI Boarding School houses, other than their own Hwachong students for IBP programme, MOE scholars from other countries studying in Singapore, in schools such as St. Nicholas, BPGHS, etc.

So, if I am not wrong, those two girls are MOE scholars, they are foreign talents, they are singapore-wanted good quality manpower.

The two girls paid for their stuff and the girl with the huge bottle of mango juice wanted a plastic bag, reasonable.

Then this girl who got the plastic bag wanted to ask for one more for her friend, who bought a tiny and small yoghurt drink.

This yoghurt girl wanted to take at first, then she changed her mind and both of them left the shop.

Then when it was my turn to pay, the KIND uncle complained to his wife that,