Confirmation of the chalet

Two of my closest army friends are not staying overnight on the first day specially allocated to them; this is how saddening. The deprivation robs me of future plans for gatherings. This feeling sucks.

The rest of the replies are slow and delaying, restricting me from making any reshuffle of plan. The denying of promise is fiery.

It is weird that you claim it is too early to confirm and if I were to ask at a nearer date you will claim that you have an appointment already.

Humans…

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Telemarketing

[Tuesday, 17 October, 2006]

A woman with the number 67259296 called me. She spoke so fast that I could hardly catch her words but after a few questions I knew she was a telemarketer.

I was furious because it was simply rude to do that; nobody would want a stranger to call and ask funny questions.

She asked whether I was holding a MasterCard and whether I was schooling or working. I answered “No” to all questions and she was quite stunned. She must be thinking I was trying to play prank because I was not holding a MasterCard (rich) but I was not schooling or working.

I asked her how she got my number and she apologised and promised would not contact me again.

It reminded me an email sent by Chua regarding “8 ways to scare a telemarketer!” by Colin Goh.

1. Ask him to talk v-e-r-y slooooowly, because you want to write down every word he says.

2. When he introduces himself (eg “Sammy”), immediately say “Wah piang eh! Sammy! Long time no see, man! How are you! Are you still living in that old place?” This should stun Sammy for a while, as he scrambles to remember where he might know you from.

3. After he finishes his marketing spiel, tell him he must marry you first before you sign on.

4. If he says he’s Tan Ah Seng from ABC Pte Ltd, ask him to spell his name. Then ask him t spell the company name. Then ask him where it’s located. Continue asking him personal questions or questions about the company for as long as you feel like it.

5. Insist the caller is actually your friend Benny, playing a joke. “Eh, Benny, don’t like that leh! Stop playing the fool! Seriously, Benny, how’s your mother? Is she out of the hospital yet?” Etc, etc.

6. After he finishes his pitch, say in a very creepy voice, “Thank you for calling me. I don’t have many friends… do you want to be my friend?”

7. If he asks, “How are you?” Tell him! “Wah lau, got so many problems. My fish all died, then my mother and father had this big argument until the neighbours called the police, and then lagi worse, don’t know why, but my crotch was itching the whole day, so I went to the clinic and then…” Continue till he hangs up.

8. Tell him you’re busy at the moment, and ask him for his number so you can call him back. He’ll try to give his office number, but insist on his home number. When he says he can’t give his home number, ask him, “You don’t want some funny stranger calling you up at home and disturbing you, is it?”

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

To Vivo City

[Sunday, 15 October, 2006]

Followed by the previous day’s first shopping after my operation, I decided to exercise more and also to make my first trip down to Vivo City. It was just a few bus-stops away from my house and I was frustrated that I could not make it down earlier.

This day Gilbert and Ivan were even more spontaneous than me and we ended up at Harbourfront at 2pm. My decision for dining at home was because I was not sure what I could eat at outside.

There was a bad traffic jam but luckily I reached there on time in a piece. My left leg was still in pain as I walked but I soon overcame it.

Ivan and Gilbert thought my hair was disastrous but it was okay since I did not wear a cap as well the day before at Orchard.

Ivan and I were shocked at near the information counter as the list of shops were placed vertically and the shoppers could crowd around that round thing but had to bend forward a bit to reveal some holy part. We guessed many guys would be crowding over there as well.

Gilbert had his shopping spree for formal clothes after getting a job in Maersk and he seemed to be so familiar with that new big building but walking on tired me fast. The place was nice but more for shopping purpose. There was no fast food except Long John Silver’s, which was still under renovation; perhaps because Harbourfront Centre was just beside.

Some shops were crowded with people and we were quite amazed. I was quite impressed with the Bossini shop with six cubicles and detection device to display the availability of each room outside. Then, Ivan and I started to crap about why half of the shop was displaying clothes with Casper’s pictures. In the end, we came to a conclusion that before Casper died, he was wearing Bossini’s clothes.

We met up with Gilbert’s friend, Mingli, and continued to walk around in my exhausted legs. Then, we went to The Market Place to get extra costly drinks before going up to the third level. The place was still under construction, but the pool was filled with water already, too bad of only like ten centimeters deep water. It would be a romantic place without the haze.

Anyway, the haze should not be blamed for other shopping centers having fewer shoppers because Vivo City was partially responsible for drawing so many people there.

We started taking some photos there. I was reluctant to move around and thus not holding the camera and missed the good shots of two training ships facing each other.

Training ship

The ground

Gilbert’s failure

Ivan sleeping

Mingli

Ivan and Kailun

Gilbert

The biggest problem was that even though there were so many shoppers around, we could only get to see one babe, who was then dragged to disfigure her beautiful face with makeover. Her tanned skin soon merged with the products and became so unnatural. We watched her from the second storey and I hesitated to take photo of her since she was not looking up.

We left home during evening for dinner.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Yaozhong Finally Owns a Friendster Account

[Tuesday, 17 October, 2006]
I registered a Friendster account for Yaozhong, who proclaimed himself as “Pierre”. I helped him to add our ex classmates and also updated some personal particulars for him, including a photo of him taken during our last outing, when he was doing his small business in front of the urinal.
However, he deleted the photos and all the decent particulars about him!
Add him at http://friendster.com/spambot (gone with the wind!)

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Photo Competition: Memories of the Garden City

First Prize:
Sony Cyber-shot DSC-H2 and photo printer DPP-FP55 (worth $958)

Second Prize:
iPod nano, 4GB (worth $368)
Dining voucher from Fullerton Hotel (worth $176)

Third Prize:
Dining vouchers from Shangril-la (worth $180)
$100 voucher from Aramsa Spa
$50 voucher from Coffee Club
McDonald’s hamper

Try it and give me the iPod nano if you win!

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com

Founder of Carbon Copy in MSN

[Sunday, 16 October, 2006]

Composing an email in Gmail

When you are composing an email, there are a few text fields for you to fill in like the “To:”, “CC:” and “BCC:”. Have you ever wondered what are they?

The first field “To:” is obvious for inputting of the actual recipient’s email address. The second one “CC:” means Carbon Copy, which is for people who is involved or should be aware of the contents of the email. The last one “BCC:” stands for Blind Carbon Copy, which is for secret addressee who will not be known to the rest.

(For more information, you may go to http://www.livinginternet.com/e/ea_bcc.htm)

I hope you understand the meaning of “Carbon Copy” and hereby I proudly present this invention of Gilbert for collaborate it into MSN.

He opened a few MSN chat with different people and added me into each of the conversations. Then, he told me he had carbon copied to me the contents of the discussion.

Bravo.

Skai Chan @ http://sillydumb.com