While the laptop is down
I got the laptop up again. Thank god. I basically shook at it real hard, called it nasty names and threatened the mouse. Just kidding. My tech guy basically told me I shouldn't charge it 24/7 and should let the laptop's battery do some work now and then. Imagine that.
So while the laptop is down, I have to borrow a friend's laptop to do like 10 minutes of surfing every morning. Usually, CNA and a few known blogs to get some grasp of what has been happening around. I see Xiaxue is in Disneyland -lucky. You know, I always wonder about the difference between the Disneylands in States, Paris and Tokyo. Somehow, the angmoh Snow White I saw in Tokyo Disneyland looked kinda lonely. In any case, it is an intriguing exercise to go from one blog link to another, guided only by whether the name of the blog sounds interesting. To quote from Forest Gump, 'Life is like a box of chocolates - you don't know what you are going to get". Wait, hang on. Don't you still get chocolates? Forest Gump = dumbass.
And I have been extremely impressed by the quality of the lesser known blogs. There are some bloggers out there which actually talk about really sensitive subjects which are close to their hearts like a death of a loved one and tribulations of a single mother. Can't help but to be fascinated by their courage. I just like to highlight something I read which is like, so typical of how a Singaporean couple (married somemore) got into a nasty fight.
Summary : It all started when the wife had to spend hours putting on makeup while the husband was fuming in the living room, looking at the watch. They were supposed to watch a movie and by the time the girl was done, the guy had like 15 minutes to drive like a demon down to town before the movie started. (Doesn't really take a genius to figure out how it all ended). The guy was silent in the car, the girl got irritated at the guy's silent treatment and viola, the girl basically threw popcorns to the ground at the cinema, ticked off the guy in public and walked off telling the guy to watch the movie himself.
Does it sound familiar or what? If I run Marina Bay Sands, I will give betting odds at 11/4 that there is exactly how 90% of quarrels between Singaporean couples (married or non married) got started.
I was about to burst out laughing in my usual evil and cynical way when I actually had an interesting observation of the girl's thought process. The girl was actually angry because her guy (well, we are guys afterall) didn't really give a toss about the hours of efforts the girl put into her makeup. And the reason why the girl put so much time and effort into her makeup is to look good for her guy. You can't really fault the girl's reasoning because hey, she is actually thinking for her guy. Which is admirable - although in a slightly dumbass way in view of the bigger picture of expecting the guy to defy physics and haul asses down to town in record time and also missing the entire FREAKING MOVIE.
Ta-dah. Critical difference between the thinking process of man and woman, succintly shown by an excellent Singaporean example. Someone should really give the girl blogger a medal for presenting a impressive social essay on the roadblocks in a relationship. Man, I wish I could remember the blog's name so that I could put a nice comment somewhere. If she ever came to my blog (again at generous odds of 11/6 that it will never happen), this is the guy's thought process laid out for her easy understanding:
Husband (fuming in the living room) : WHAT THE F is the woman doing in the bathroom? Painting a Michaelangelo on the ceiling like the Sistine Chapel? OMG - the f-king Da Vinci Code is going to start like 15 minutes and we are not even out of the front door yet. We are going to miss the shit! Not only that, I am going to have to speed and drive like 100km/h down Holland Road which would mean I would be caught by those pesky TP cameras. What's the point of being pretty and going to town to watch a f-king movie if we couldn't even make it to the movie? AARGH!"
Husband (fuming in the car) : OMG OMG OMG - WE ARE GOING TO DIE BY DRIVING SO FAST.
Husband (fuming at the ticket counter) : WTF. I spent almost S$20 for us to sit in Row A and have to crane my neck to see Tom Hanks talk ass for 2 hours plus? And why is my wife so quiet? She should be thankful that I managed to haul our ass down in record time and apologise for us having to seat in freaking row A and missing like the first 10 minutes of the movie.
Husband (fuming after the girl had told him off in public and walked off) : Bitch. How did I end up with her?
It is not exactly rocket science. All of us probably could figure that the worst thing the girl could do was to dump popcorn on the ground, scold the guy in public and asked the guy to f-off and watch the movie himself. For one thing, popcorn (preferably salted) is expensive. And scolding your better half (guy or girl) in public is like burning your bridges. Using a flamethrower. And an ICBM missile strike. Problem is - there is no real solution to the guy watch movie/girl put on makeup divide is there? It is like a Gordian Knot. The obvious solution is to have good time management and tell your wife to start putting on makeup early, like 6 hours early. Hell, do it the day before. But most Singaporean married couples are pressed for time anyway. Perhaps the solution is for the husband to hug the wife and tell her no matter how ugly (like a cow) she might be, he would be proud to go to town with her. Then she might feel less the need to dress up for her man.
Either that, they could just have kids and forget ever about going to town. Ever. For the last thing we want is to see some dumbasses drive like 100 km/h down Holland Road hoping to do a Superman in trying to reverse time.
So while the laptop is down, I have to borrow a friend's laptop to do like 10 minutes of surfing every morning. Usually, CNA and a few known blogs to get some grasp of what has been happening around. I see Xiaxue is in Disneyland -lucky. You know, I always wonder about the difference between the Disneylands in States, Paris and Tokyo. Somehow, the angmoh Snow White I saw in Tokyo Disneyland looked kinda lonely. In any case, it is an intriguing exercise to go from one blog link to another, guided only by whether the name of the blog sounds interesting. To quote from Forest Gump, 'Life is like a box of chocolates - you don't know what you are going to get". Wait, hang on. Don't you still get chocolates? Forest Gump = dumbass.
And I have been extremely impressed by the quality of the lesser known blogs. There are some bloggers out there which actually talk about really sensitive subjects which are close to their hearts like a death of a loved one and tribulations of a single mother. Can't help but to be fascinated by their courage. I just like to highlight something I read which is like, so typical of how a Singaporean couple (married somemore) got into a nasty fight.
Summary : It all started when the wife had to spend hours putting on makeup while the husband was fuming in the living room, looking at the watch. They were supposed to watch a movie and by the time the girl was done, the guy had like 15 minutes to drive like a demon down to town before the movie started. (Doesn't really take a genius to figure out how it all ended). The guy was silent in the car, the girl got irritated at the guy's silent treatment and viola, the girl basically threw popcorns to the ground at the cinema, ticked off the guy in public and walked off telling the guy to watch the movie himself.
Does it sound familiar or what? If I run Marina Bay Sands, I will give betting odds at 11/4 that there is exactly how 90% of quarrels between Singaporean couples (married or non married) got started.
I was about to burst out laughing in my usual evil and cynical way when I actually had an interesting observation of the girl's thought process. The girl was actually angry because her guy (well, we are guys afterall) didn't really give a toss about the hours of efforts the girl put into her makeup. And the reason why the girl put so much time and effort into her makeup is to look good for her guy. You can't really fault the girl's reasoning because hey, she is actually thinking for her guy. Which is admirable - although in a slightly dumbass way in view of the bigger picture of expecting the guy to defy physics and haul asses down to town in record time and also missing the entire FREAKING MOVIE.
Ta-dah. Critical difference between the thinking process of man and woman, succintly shown by an excellent Singaporean example. Someone should really give the girl blogger a medal for presenting a impressive social essay on the roadblocks in a relationship. Man, I wish I could remember the blog's name so that I could put a nice comment somewhere. If she ever came to my blog (again at generous odds of 11/6 that it will never happen), this is the guy's thought process laid out for her easy understanding:
Husband (fuming in the living room) : WHAT THE F is the woman doing in the bathroom? Painting a Michaelangelo on the ceiling like the Sistine Chapel? OMG - the f-king Da Vinci Code is going to start like 15 minutes and we are not even out of the front door yet. We are going to miss the shit! Not only that, I am going to have to speed and drive like 100km/h down Holland Road which would mean I would be caught by those pesky TP cameras. What's the point of being pretty and going to town to watch a f-king movie if we couldn't even make it to the movie? AARGH!"
Husband (fuming in the car) : OMG OMG OMG - WE ARE GOING TO DIE BY DRIVING SO FAST.
Husband (fuming at the ticket counter) : WTF. I spent almost S$20 for us to sit in Row A and have to crane my neck to see Tom Hanks talk ass for 2 hours plus? And why is my wife so quiet? She should be thankful that I managed to haul our ass down in record time and apologise for us having to seat in freaking row A and missing like the first 10 minutes of the movie.
Husband (fuming after the girl had told him off in public and walked off) : Bitch. How did I end up with her?
It is not exactly rocket science. All of us probably could figure that the worst thing the girl could do was to dump popcorn on the ground, scold the guy in public and asked the guy to f-off and watch the movie himself. For one thing, popcorn (preferably salted) is expensive. And scolding your better half (guy or girl) in public is like burning your bridges. Using a flamethrower. And an ICBM missile strike. Problem is - there is no real solution to the guy watch movie/girl put on makeup divide is there? It is like a Gordian Knot. The obvious solution is to have good time management and tell your wife to start putting on makeup early, like 6 hours early. Hell, do it the day before. But most Singaporean married couples are pressed for time anyway. Perhaps the solution is for the husband to hug the wife and tell her no matter how ugly (like a cow) she might be, he would be proud to go to town with her. Then she might feel less the need to dress up for her man.
Either that, they could just have kids and forget ever about going to town. Ever. For the last thing we want is to see some dumbasses drive like 100 km/h down Holland Road hoping to do a Superman in trying to reverse time.
posted by Captain Obvious at 7:46 PM
1 Comments:
Very true.
Why bother with makeup when the cinema is pitch dark. I mean who is going to ever see your face?
Maybe she can try permanent makeup-eyebrow tattoo and eyeliner tattoo or even lip tattoo.
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