Friday, July 29, 2005

Butter Sauce Crab... Drool...

Went to this place along Outram Rd/Tiong Bahru Rd for dinner last night with Weng, Kimmie, Surolan, Elny and The She She. That place was famous for CRABS! We had crab with butter sauce which was FANTASTIC but disappointingly small. The sauce was heavenly! She She and Surolan polished off the sauce. Heh heh heh.

We also had a claypot crab with thick bee hoon. It was supposed to be their in-house speciality but it didn't taste that fantastic after we had the YUMMY BUTTER SAUCE CRAB! Guess the rich taste of the UTTERLY DELICIOUS BUTTER SAUCE CRAB killed my tastebuds such that i thought the claypot crab was slightly bland...

While we were eating, the TV in the restaurant was tuned into some local variety show on food. Suddenly, the show featured the place we were eating at. The staff of the restaurant suddenly all came out to watch their workplace on tv. It was such a wierd coincidence. Thing was, the show featured the (bland) Claypot crab with Bee Hoon and no mention was made of the SUPER DIVINE AND EXQUISITELY DELICIOUS BUTTER SAUCE CRAB. Some people have no taste.

What's more, when we sat down at our table, some people arrived and joined the table right behind where I was sitting. There were 3 ladies and 1 caucasian man. 2 of the ladies were asian but that didn't stop them from greating each other with "Dah-Ling!" and smacks (kisses not slaps) on both cheeks (face not butt). Other than that, I didn't really take much notice except that the caucasian lady's chair was too far out, restricting the space of the chair behind hers, which unfortunately happened to be mine.

Then, one of the ladies from the table went to the lil ladies' room and when she came back, I almost choked on my poka green tea when I recognised her. It was JoJo Sinclair! The first thing that came to my mind was of her daughter Jessica telling me that her mum thinks I look like the A&W Mascot Bear. That was quite a few years ago when I was an extra at the Teenage Textbook Movie. (My first and only big screen debut!)

She She on the other hand managed to notice that the caucasian lady's boobs were unnaturally large and gravity defying. She told us that as soon as the people from the next table left. She was halfway into her animated routine of describing the boobs when the object of her discription walked past our table on her way out of the loo. The look on She She's face was priceless!!! Ha ha ha!!!

Alright that's enough for now. Have to go get ready to go to school. Bioinformatics Exam today!!! ARGH!!!!!

Thursday, July 28, 2005

The Slow Death of Conversation?

Last night, I was chatting with Japanese Steph on MSM. Actually she did message me earlier but I was trying to concentrate on Phylogenetic Tree Building so i gave her very short "Ho-hum" replies which i think pissed her off. So a few hours later and feeling guilty, I decided to message her and ask what's up? (She messaged me about having a bloody eye).

So there I was asking her how her eye was and her reply was for me to go check out her blog. No offence steph, but isn't that a very roundabout way of having a conversation? It reminds me of when I was in primary school trying to do my homework. I'd ask my mum how to spell a certain word and she'd say to me "Go check a dictionary". Of course she was trying to encourage me to get the answers myself but that's beyond the point. Now we communicate via SMS while in the same house and I feel wierd whenever we have a conversation lasting beyond "Have you had dinner?" My dad never really spoke much to me when I was a kid and nothing much has changed...

My point is, if we don't make it a practice of having long meaningful conversations, be prepared to accept very short answers but by all means, answer a direct question. It's like some of the clients i get at the clinic. For instance:

Me: Hello. Has your pet been here before?
Client: (Passes me the dog's medical records)
Me: I'm afraid these records are not issued from our clinic. Has your dog been to this clinic?
Client: Check the records. (Points to the medical records)
Me: I'm afraid these records do not tell me if the dog has been here.
Client: It's all in there.
Me: Ok. I'll take it that this is a new patient. Can you fill out this form? (Pass form to client)
Client: I donno anything about the dog. i just bought it.
Me: Do you know the breed?
Client: Cocker retriever or poodle. I donno lah. (Dog is a Minature Schnauzer)
Me: Ok, how about filling this part of the form then? (Owner's Personal Particulars)
Client: I donno anything about the dog. Check the records. (Points to medical records).
Me: ...... *Stunned silence*

Sometimes I really wonder. Are Singaporeans just plain stupid or really ignorant.

While we are on the topic, here's another observation i had working at the clinic.

We had just closed the clinic for lunch. I switched off the lights and flipped the "CLOSED" sign at the door. We then left the clinic by the back door. As we were passing the clinic, a woman stopped at the front door. She studied the "CLOSED" sign for about 10 seconds and what she did next nearly made me trip over my own feet in shock. SHE TRIED PUSHING THE DOOR OPEN!!! I was thinking to myself, "What part of CLOSED did she not understand?" She was not the only one. More often than I'd like, some clients would turn up at our front door after we closed the clinic. The "CLOSED" sign would be displayed and the lights would be turned off while we did the closing transactions at the reception. They would firstly look at the lack of lights in the clinic is shock, then give a surprised look at the closed sign. Then, most of them (99%) would knock at the glass door and ask:

Client: Are you closed?
Me: ... *stunned silence*

As the Mini Corn once said, it doesn't matter how big a [CLOSED] sign we put up. People will look at it and then proceed to ask us mind numbing, soul draining question, "Are you closed?"

It's funny how my topic suddenly diverted from what I started talking about... Anyway, that's enough rambling for now. Have to get back to studying. I'll post more stuff about the stupid clients i've encountered at the clinic. It's strangely therapeutic. Heh heh heh.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Here Goes!

My very first blog post!

I'm actually supposed to be studying for my Bioinformatics exam (day after tomorrow) but my fingers are cramping up from rewriting my notes. As I type, the 2 idiots are sleeping peacefully in the airconditioned comfort of my room. They were super distracting earlier on. Perseus was constantly bugging me to play fetch with his squeeky ball and Duncan kept waiting for me to throw the ball and was contented just to run with stupid Backside towards the ball and run back again.
Donkey's spread out on the floor beside my chair and Backside is snuggled up between my lower back and the chair.

Today was the last day of work before my leave starts!!! It would be fantastic if not for the crap EXAMS on Friday and next week. *Sigh*

On another note, Weng's moving out of the Aquarius on Friday. He'll be moving to The Bayshore, which is so much nearer. Can probably meet him up for dinner at Siglap after work. Ha ha.

I spent my day at work trying desperately to make sure that the clinic will be well stocked in my absence. Made a few last minute orders from suppliers, made up a new batch of handmade namecards (When are the printed ones arriving???) and spent some time blankO-ing the old emergency contact number from the vaccination reminder cards and stamping the new number on.
The Lemming, the JakeRussell and the V were trying to salsa in the treatment room. Was quite amusing. General Ben called to ask about his Elephant again. I told him it died during surgery. ha ha ha

I had 2 packs of CafeNova just before lunch and was unable to sit or stand still throughout lunchtime. Kimmie said I should stop taking coffee. I actually hate the taste but it gets me through the workday. I find myself not so easilly irritated by stoopeed clients when I'm on a caffine boosted hyperactive state. In fact, I find myself more willing to open up to their needs and I'm also very very very nice to them (Usually I'd be rolling my eyes with every word they say).

Ok better get back to studying. Think I'll switch to Molecular Cell Biology for the rest of the night. I've had enough of bloody Bioinformatics.