Sotong Story of 2010

Okay, this is it...

I'm in a new office at my new desk, knowing new people too. Just yesterday, ailing (Pris's friend) took me out for lunch with the other colleagues here. They looked really very young, in fact I feel so old when I'm with them. (Thank mummy for giving me a younger-than-my-age look, I managed to try to get along with them)

We went down to amoy street food centre for lunch, it was quite crowded, there were people everywhere looking for seats. I just followed the group when we jump from one table to another, trying to find one enough for 6 people. Finally one of the ladies found a 6 seater table, and they placed packet of tissues on the table to "chope" the seat. I was just standing behind them as I watch them doing it.

Then they turned around looked at me, and they looked at each other again. *My eyes blink twice*

One of them asked me "Do you want the table?" (OKay I know something is wrong...every wrong)

And I said "No, you guys go ahead" and they smiled at me. (I was still standing there for some reasons)

Then they look at each other again and one of them asked me "You sure you don't want the seat?"

I said "No, you guys go ahead. Sorry I thought you were....." (I paused for a couple of seconds)

Their bodies were actually leaning towards me, trying hard to listen to me in the noisy food centre

....."my colleagues"......(It's hard to say it out but I did)

They breathe a sign of relief and start laughing away at each other. Of course, I laugh with them, not wanting to "malu" myself. If you don't understand my story, what I'm trying to say is that I followed the wrong group of colleagues! This is so humiliating I know!

And this story is dedicated to Pris, whom I have told this story to and asked me to publish it on my blog... :)