Monday, October 01, 2007
The title of this entry is not at all suggestive. In fact, it is entirely factual and was derived from an incident that happened to me a few days ago.
Last week, I brought a new colleague of mine to the shop at my office's canteen. My colleague wanted to order a new name-tag, which he says will reflect his name more accurately.
So I brought him to the shop which does name-tags and he placed his order.
I had nothing to do while he wrote his name, so instead of staring at the shopkeeper, I started yakking to her.
It was a bad move.
One good way of talking to strangers (now I'm not saying that we should, but it's just a good way that we can) is to talk about the occasion. So I said, 'Hey can I change my name-tag to 'H. Ye' instead of my full name, 'Ye HongXiang?''
The shopkeeper said, 'Why do you want that?'
So I explained myself, and said that I didn't want to have my full name plastered on my chest all the time.
She gave me a look and said, 'Well, if you have money, you can have anything.'
I have to admit that the sexual tension in the air then made me rather uncomfortable.
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