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![]() -=| Phobia of elderly... |=- I feel that I've been having real close fate with old ladies nowadays, and I guess a phobia against them has just started for me. Like this afternoon, I just finished eating my food, and this old lady came to my table and tried to clear it. She used a tissue paper to grab the bones and threw it into a bowl of soup, and the soup splashed onto my hand. When I was about to flare up, she knew trouble was coming her way, so she said 'sorry' profusely, and of course I did not scold her. Then on Saturday afternoon, there was this bohemian lady who wore lots of crystals on her hands, a striped panned cap and a red hot pants to church. She said 'Clean, clean, clean, clean, clean, faster clean!'(Rash tone...) Bitchy me 'Treat us like maid like that loh.' She wanted people to help her clean up the washed pots. Then Nicholas and I went to help her. She handed us wet cloths, and asked us to wipe the pots dry. 'Rolls eyes and in my heart thinking that it would be a impossible task.' But anyway I proceeded to help to 'wipe the pots dry'. I tried to ask her if she has any dry cloths. She showed me a twisting of cloth and 'kindly taught' me how to squeeze dry the cloth, 'OMG' like I don't know. In my heart really felt like throwing that piece of rag on her, even my mum will talk to me with that tone. Wiped up the superficial layer of pot, and threw the cloth on the table and walked away in fury. Anyways that was about how the phobia of old ladies started for me. I'm working for my uncle who has connections with DHL, and I'm invited to watch the 'Mission impossible III' premier, well I hope it's good. That's all folks. |
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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
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