West Coast Park

I usually jog at West Coast Park during my short time back in Singapore. It is a great place to jog and I always make it a point to bring my father here to fly his kites.

But everytime I come to WCP on weekdays to jog, I always run into foreign workers from Thailand and Philippines making out in some dark corners of the park. Some couples did it under some trees, others sat on shady benches to kiss and make out, pressing their lips together as if they were joined together at birth. I think one woman was practically sitting on her man's lap, dry-humping him as if he was an OSIM chair. All glared at me as if I was somehow intruding into their privacy, eating popcorn and enjoying their entire act although it was the greatest show in earth. Which was ironic, since I should be the one claiming damages for pyschological damage. This is one free show which all should pass up the opportunity to see lest one becomes impotent.

Some were obviously maids since they had a baby stroller or a dog on lease nearby. Imagine sending your maid out with your baby to take a walk (which lazy ass parents do this? Obviously a lot), and she decided to take your baby to some dark bush in order to get some kinky love-in with her man. Gross.

And this one time, I decided to drop by at the McDonalds at WCP to get a drink after a jog. In front of me was this fat lardass that was so big, he was blocking my view of the counter staff (as well as the sun) all by himself. McFatty was ordering the largest serving of McDonalds I had ever heard. He was ordering like two McChicken burgers, maybe a thousand chicken nuggets, about a million fries, galleons of bbq and chili sauce and a milkshake. I think he also asked for an apple. And that was BEFORE he supersized all his shit. I actually have no problem with big eaters but he had such a foul body ordour (I guess emanating naturally from his "delightful" body shape) that the whole place stank to the heavens and back. His ordour actually lingered at the counter long after he was gone, as if it had a physical presence or like a ghost -forever haunting the place for being unfairly upsized. The Mc Donalds boy at the counter looked like he would burst into tears after serving McFatty his upsized monster meal.

I decided not to get anything from McDonalds after that.