the four right chords can make me cry

went for catering again today! although it was still fun, the initial euphoria wore off. i knew it would, and that knowledge actually heightened the euphoria i felt the first time, knowing that it was so transient, that i had to enjoy it while it lasted. ain't i weird.

as i walked to the mrt, a silent prayer rang over and over again in my head: "i hope he's not there, i hope he's not there." and my prayers, though repetitive, were answered!

nobody was there at the appointed time of 3 o'clock. but thankfully spotted michael and this other guy pushing the trolley around a few minutes later. so i gratefully rush up to them, only to have michael tell me "youre here early! want to go shopping first then come back? at 4:30?"

and those of you who know me know that i dont shop, as a general rule. and besides, i cant afford anything there!!! i was at taka, the ngee ann side, with all the Guess, Zara, LV shops. and besides, i really wanted to hang around and help out. but cos im so shy, all i was able to make myself say was "ok"

so i just went up to kino and read books. yep, im 100%, certifiable boring.

mandy, sit up and listen, this part you will like. i was catering today for an exclusive, invite-only opening party for the new flagship store of... Furla! Hellooo uber-rich!

the boss of all the siam kitchens is also boss of all the other restaurants like Al dente, Hot stones and Patara. his sister, OWNS Furla. its a family thing. and his kids, teenage boy rather pimply and rich-bratish looking and tall, skinny, pretty teenage daughter, and assorted relatives also graced the event in designer dresses and suits.
i like the daughter... she's pretty, and appreciative. the son... bleah...

more rich, high fashion people. the boss said to stand next to him with a platter of cocktail food, that was my job, easy. which was also the best place to be cos as he lifted the velvet ropes for the guests, he also explained to me who they were! that's the people who own Great World City and Tanglin Mall, that's the head of some big company, that's....

got a few celebs... like Kit Chan, who was only there for a while, Wendi Jacobs, Fandi Ahmad's wife was there, i served her drinks. she's a tall, statueque beauty in real life, seems friendly enough. funny thing is, she was with this midget guy in a chinese suit the whole time. so after she took food, i had to bend down to make sure he could see the dish. that was funny.

Koh Cheng Mun was there, and this south african model (i'm assuming she's a model) as well as other filthy rich high society types. not surprisingly, quite a few gays too, and they're always interesting to watch.

these 2 ladies were surprised/offended that chong seemed not to remember them. after they were inside, i asked him who they were.

chong: the people from Wine & Dine magazine. I dont like the girls.
me: *surprised* why?
chong: so fake.

and he's right. all these high society people are a bunch of fakes. they do the kissy-face muah-muah greeting when they meet and to me, it just reeks of pretentiousness. cant stand fake people. i dont see the attraction of living like that, surrounded by a bunch of opportunistic fakos! so what if they have real designer goods, they lead fake hollow artifcial lives.

more conversations with chong

chong: so how many boyfriends do you have? (fully expecting me to say something like 7)
me: zero! *grin*
chong: what, a pretty girl like you? i dont believe. (but cos i have such an honest face, he believes a few seconds later)... why?
me: cos my mom is very protective...
chong: *surprised* oh... well, thats better, yes, should study first.

i surprised myself at my glib, quick reply which was a complete lie. yes, my mom IS strict, but that isnt why im not attached. i dont know why im not attached, there isnt any real reason. but im shocked that i could invent something so swiftly, seamlessly, believably. i always thought i was a bad liar. or maybe in my subconscious mind, that's the excuse i have presented myself with, so ask the right question, and thats the answer that comes out.

all the waiters today were cute! not that ive suddenly become a guy watcher, im just stating a fact. mandy, you'd like this particular one called boon something, he's dark, well-built and.. has small eyes!!! hehe... but i dunno, they arent as friendly as ah john, so they didnt talk to me and me being shy didnt talk to them. only started talking when steph and her friend came.

told her abt that kelvin guy. remember i said he was not cute, well, she didnt mince her words like i did. "you mean that guy with the curly hair that looks like pubic hair!??!?! not that i have anything against ugly people... but..." Haha, alot less palatable, but more accurate.

but steph and jamie (the other girl) kept messaging and whispering. i like steph and all, they were so nice to me too, invited me to watch movie with them after their work, but i realise... im so beyond that kinda girlishness. damn, im old.

was supposed to go back to bugis when the function was done, but michael told me that ben called up and said i didnt have to. hope that ben isnt angry with me, but hey, i was fully prepared to go back to work k, so its not my fault.

michael treats me with genuine affection, and its nice. he talks to me like im an injured pigeon or something. i like being babied! argh! closet baby!

posted by beckyboo @ 2:03 AM