Splutterings
It was 21st September and so, having received the latest news firsthand -
Me: Today is only boring lawyers’ appearances in court. Wheregot DPP? Lucky got friendly news source to tell me so. Are you handling the case?
Mr Veins: You have established the fact that I was not physically in the courtroom today. As for your other queries, you should continue to observe the proceedings to find out.
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A peek into my mobile and you’ll think that my best friends are from ST and CNA. No, you wouldn’t think I’m a workaholic, ‘cos I’m way too cool. I’m just conscientious.
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I got another call from my lawyer Jonathan again, to gently remind me to fill up the same form that has been owed to him for ages, for otherwise they can’t proceed with the claim. This must have been the 10th time – I love a persistent man. Eventually the darling suggested he would fill it up for me if I didn’t mind. I think I will buy him lunch one day, especially since his office is only a couple of streets away. It is traumatic to be my lawyer, I know very well.
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I received tickets to watch Brother Grimm and superb seats ($350 per ticket, I think) to an A-List concert. The former was easy – watch with my sis. The latter was tough, due to the foreign material and artistes. Also, being 4 hours+++ in duration with no intermission and at such short notice, who can escort/accompany me there.
Now the whole business of escorting me is a tricky business. In my line, I sometimes do get invites to selected shows. The thing is, who do I bring? Who he/she is, depends on venue, the exclusivity of event and its swanky factor, whether corporate associates will show up, and whether I’d prefer to be driven home.
My escorts are usually guys, for obvious reasons.
Nobody ostentatiously constant, for obvious reasons.
Who is my escort to this big time concert then?
Obviously, he’s someone who is 1.8m, lean, veins (slight but they were there the last I checked), pleasant, refined, makes me happy for one night and that I won’t be committing any social and personal faux pas by all stringent standards through being seen with him.
Me: Today is only boring lawyers’ appearances in court. Wheregot DPP? Lucky got friendly news source to tell me so. Are you handling the case?
Mr Veins: You have established the fact that I was not physically in the courtroom today. As for your other queries, you should continue to observe the proceedings to find out.
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A peek into my mobile and you’ll think that my best friends are from ST and CNA. No, you wouldn’t think I’m a workaholic, ‘cos I’m way too cool. I’m just conscientious.
*
I got another call from my lawyer Jonathan again, to gently remind me to fill up the same form that has been owed to him for ages, for otherwise they can’t proceed with the claim. This must have been the 10th time – I love a persistent man. Eventually the darling suggested he would fill it up for me if I didn’t mind. I think I will buy him lunch one day, especially since his office is only a couple of streets away. It is traumatic to be my lawyer, I know very well.
*
I received tickets to watch Brother Grimm and superb seats ($350 per ticket, I think) to an A-List concert. The former was easy – watch with my sis. The latter was tough, due to the foreign material and artistes. Also, being 4 hours+++ in duration with no intermission and at such short notice, who can escort/accompany me there.
Now the whole business of escorting me is a tricky business. In my line, I sometimes do get invites to selected shows. The thing is, who do I bring? Who he/she is, depends on venue, the exclusivity of event and its swanky factor, whether corporate associates will show up, and whether I’d prefer to be driven home.
My escorts are usually guys, for obvious reasons.
Nobody ostentatiously constant, for obvious reasons.
Who is my escort to this big time concert then?
Obviously, he’s someone who is 1.8m, lean, veins (slight but they were there the last I checked), pleasant, refined, makes me happy for one night and that I won’t be committing any social and personal faux pas by all stringent standards through being seen with him.
3 Comments:
Aiyoh. You got tickets to the A.R. Rahman thing ah? Quite ridiculous prices leh. And I thought Snow Wolf Lake was expensive.
Ahhh. But Eagles also went for $499 mah. This is the Bollywood equivalent of AAA-list concert okay. With reference to our culture, the man tops Jacky Cheung!
would you have liked to watch? :)
Sacrilege!
But I wouldn't have minded, just to see what the hype was about.
Too bad, I'm not 1.8m, and only occasionally have visible veins.
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