irked me again !
I had a dinner appointment with my long-lost secondary school classmate. We've not met nor keep within communication distance for like 15 years. It wasn't until earlier this year that he scoured the net for my contact number. Well, I'm certainly glad that he did. We had a great dinner at Carl's Jr. at the newly renovated Marina Square, and our catch up conversation was even more fabulous.
Seems like everything's nice and wonderful ? That was just the ending portion.
After my previous post, I somewhat cooled down a bit. Just to have it started all again just about an hour before my dinner appointment took place.
"Crime" scene: Marina Square Level 3 male restroom.
"Offender": somewhat well dressed middle aged male. Businessman look.
"Victim": me. AGAIN !
After doing some business in the newly renovated restroom, I was washing up at a posh looking basin. It was squarish and huge. There were about 4 of these basins in a row, with sufficient space in between to reduce and/or prevent splashing from the sides. I was using the right-most basin and then there was this middle aged male, maybe I should call him "uncle", who looked quite well dressed, in long sleeved shirt and pants, with the "I'm-All-Business" kinda look, who took up position in front of the basin on my left.
Just when I was done washing up, that uncle finished washing his bloody hands and he just shook his hands above the basin like both his hands caught fire. Right, you guessed it. His hands were still wet and all those water came attacking my face, body, arms and hands ! This completely caught me off-balance and I let roll a "KNN!!!" in dialect. I jammed my eyes wide open and stared the hell right into his eyes, hoping needles would come out of my eyes and poke him! He was like stunned for a moment and he had the audacity to just swagger his filthy arse out of the restroom without even muttering a word of apology.
I can't believe I was at the receiving end of such atrocity once again. Even the accidental roll of mild vulgarity in dialect failed to wring out an apology. Am I a failure or what. The only saving grace was the dinner appointment with my long lost pal.
I rest my case.
Seems like everything's nice and wonderful ? That was just the ending portion.
After my previous post, I somewhat cooled down a bit. Just to have it started all again just about an hour before my dinner appointment took place.
"Crime" scene: Marina Square Level 3 male restroom.
"Offender": somewhat well dressed middle aged male. Businessman look.
"Victim": me. AGAIN !
After doing some business in the newly renovated restroom, I was washing up at a posh looking basin. It was squarish and huge. There were about 4 of these basins in a row, with sufficient space in between to reduce and/or prevent splashing from the sides. I was using the right-most basin and then there was this middle aged male, maybe I should call him "uncle", who looked quite well dressed, in long sleeved shirt and pants, with the "I'm-All-Business" kinda look, who took up position in front of the basin on my left.
Just when I was done washing up, that uncle finished washing his bloody hands and he just shook his hands above the basin like both his hands caught fire. Right, you guessed it. His hands were still wet and all those water came attacking my face, body, arms and hands ! This completely caught me off-balance and I let roll a "KNN!!!" in dialect. I jammed my eyes wide open and stared the hell right into his eyes, hoping needles would come out of my eyes and poke him! He was like stunned for a moment and he had the audacity to just swagger his filthy arse out of the restroom without even muttering a word of apology.
I can't believe I was at the receiving end of such atrocity once again. Even the accidental roll of mild vulgarity in dialect failed to wring out an apology. Am I a failure or what. The only saving grace was the dinner appointment with my long lost pal.
I rest my case.
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