went to pick mummy up from the airport yesterday.. and the first thing she said to me was "you never eat ar.. why you like shrunk like that".. haha.. funny la.. think it was just my baggy jacket la.. keke.. anyway, we went for dinner at soup restaurant.. the service there was fantastic.. they would come around very often, just to pour you tea or more soup... and when they brought dishes to the table, they would introduce it and when they needed to move your plates and bowls cos the dish was too big, they'll speak very politely.. this is what i call service.. but seriously, can't expect anything less in the airport right.. haha.. it's where tourists get their first impression of singapore.. and what more can i say.. GREAT JOB..
after that wonderful "first impression", my mum and I decided to take the bus home, since we stay so near and it's cheaper than a taxi.. haha.. and people always tell us "you can afford to go overseas, you can afford to stay in a condo, but you can't afford a taxi ride home??" hey.. this is being thrifty k.. anyway.. we wanted freaking long for the bus.. but it never came... so my mum decided, fine.. we take a taxi home.. so, we headed for the taxi stand.. and AS USUAL.. everytime we take the taxi home from the airport, the taxi driver always show us a black face when he hears the destination "FLORA ROAD".. so much for good service in singapore yar.. the second impression totally spoilt the wonderful first impression.. come on la.. it's not my fault i stay at the tip of the expressway out of the airport right.. i know taxi drivers have a hard time working.. earning those money.. and you come all the way to the airport, hoping to pick up someone who wants to go to the other end of singapore.. then you can earn quite a bit.. but i can't help it if you queued such a long way just to pick me up, just to drive me out of the expressway.. at least, i paid for the trip, didnt I.. and i always remember to give a little tips.. cos i know it's not easy earning the money.. but seriously, there's no need to keep grumbling and grumbling that i stay so near, yet have to take a taxi home.. i don't know what's wrong la.. but if you're not happy, i think the least you can do is not to grumble about it.. afterall, i'm still a customer la.. guess, it's just your luck to pick me up ba..
still remember one other time, the taxi driver sped all the way to my house.. and i asked him why he drove so fast, he's reply "faster drop you off, then i go back to the airport to pick someone else up.. hopefully, a destination further la.." right... guess taxi drivers don't really appreciate earning my money.. would it please them more, if people living around my area don't take taxis home from the airport.. i would think, it's better to have someone taking their taxi rather then no one right.. but then again, the airport is never short of people taking taxi.. oh well.. just my luck to stay so near.. next time, i think we ought to shift somewhere further from the airport.. just to avoid the black faces of taxi drivers who have queued a long way to pick up passengers.. or maybe.. we can ask them to drive us on a merry go round before sending us home -_-"
ok... the electronic guy came around my house just now.. cos there was something wrong with my house tv ch 8.. all the channels are fine.. just ch8.. so my mum feedback to the management.. and they got this guy to come around to have a look.. he came thru the door asking for MRS LUA.. and he saw me at sitting in front of the tv.. updating my blog.. and he said, "Mrs Lua.. i'm here to check your tv" HELL.. do i LOOK like a mrs... do i look married.. freak man.. i'm young can.. and just happen my bro came home.. and he called him Mr Lua.. freak la.. so he thinks i'm married to my bro.. EWWWW..... my bro's 12 yrs older than me can.. and like.. please.. i don't go for incest.. *vomits... totally disgusting.. yucks.. my mum just had to be out for the moment right... and leave this guy thinking i'm mrs lua.. i'm MISS.. MISS LUA.. not MRS.. O.O
9/13/2007 02:53:00 PM
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