listening to : some jazz played over the air

salam all.

everywhere i go, i'm surrounded by them.
be it as a patron or over the counter.
oh spare me, not just one kind. a few kinds.

like the uncle said,
"singapore is a land of charity for the foreigners. and here we are, left with limited options."

nyahaha. uncle, u made me laugh lah u.
oh, i don't know this uncle. he's just friendly towards me because,like me, he was bloody frustrated because the sales person did not understand what we were talking about.

hmm...it's either that, or we don't understand their accent.

that's over the counter.

now, lets come to the patrons.
cafes, fast foods, food courts, all i hear was the blabberings and uncontrollable laughter of alienated language. my hobby now, i like to distinguish the different languages. lol.
and right now, there's a woman laughing her heads of. how annoying! oh more of disturbing.

one fine day, a tourist will come to our malls and said to his/her spouse,
"hunn, are you sure we're in singapore? why do i have a feeling we are not?"

and scary enough, they are just not in town, they are practically everywhere.
as near as our neighbourhood.
they might even be your next door neighbour.
shoots.