Saturday, June 16, 2007

It just occurred to me that I asked men dozen of timesin a day for their numbesr, while their wives standing/sitting next to them without blinking an eyelid. You must be thinking that I'm into some triad love orgy. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depends on how you look at it), I'm doing it while at work. I've to update customers contact numbers in my company's database in case there's a need to call them in the future.

I am not so bold as do the same (asking for guy's numbers, with or without the presence of gfs/wifes) outside working hours. It must be the uniform I'm donned in. Its like having my own secret special powers! Unfortunate that I can't even run, much less walk in my work shoes. Will definitely trip over some miniscule dust.