Kids

I am finally over my blasted Flu!!! Was feeling so miserable over the past week. Actually felt cold in my room and at work when usually I’ll be the one complaining of the heat when my colleagues are shivering.

Spent the day… well half the day at the beach today with Weng, She She and Kimmie. We skated (Kimmie cycled) the entire length of East Coast Park. I think there’s something wrong with my Rollerblades. Seemed like there was an immense amount of friction against me. Maybe it’s the post flu weakness or maybe I just need to change my bearings.

The beach was so crowded today. There were pesky kids and stupid inconsiderate cyclists stopping in the middle of the cycling track to wait for friends, to talk or to god knows do what. One lady just stopped with her bike perpendicular to the track, totally blocking it, causing an inline skater to swerve and come crashing into me who was standing innocently on the grass by the track eating my Paddle Pop ice-cream. Thank God I didn’t drop the ice-cream or there would have been hell to pay. Of course I can’t wield the same (un)holy power that Dr *** is so good at but I can give a mean dirty look.

While having a break from skating, we were observing 3 kids who were enthusiastically riding their bikes through a large puddle of muddy water in the middle of the bicycle track. They were having so much fun that they didn’t realize that they were splashing muddy water onto others passing by. No one bothered to stop them as it was really too crowded and chaotic so all they got were dirty looks. All the time, I was standing there mentally willing their bikes to overturn and throw them into the stupid puddle but I guess the blasted training wheels attached to their bikes thwarted my plans. Thus, I had to content myself with watching as their hind wheels spun up more and more muddy water onto their t-shirts with each pass they made through the puddle and hope that they get into trouble with their parents for that.

Speaking of kids, just the other day at the clinic, this stupid kid was jumping up and down in front of the clinic door making weird noises at a dog in the clinic. As expected, the dog went crazy barking at the moronic evolutionary regressed idiot. The kid’s maid just stood beside him and looked uninterested. After 10 seconds, I walked over to the front door, yanked it open and told the kid to cut it out. He stood there staring at me as though I was speaking in an alien tongue. The maid also had this spaced out expression on her face and after another 10 seconds of staring at me blankly, she pulled the kid along with her as though nothing happened.

I really wonder if the government is doing the right thing with their baby bonuses and other baby popping schemes. People are encouraged to have kids that they are unable to provide adequate attention for. After their maternity leave is over, they hand over their kids to foreign maids who are mostly young and inexperienced in dealing with Singaporean brats. Hell, most of the maids in Singapore aren’t even allowed to have sex in this country, leaving them with the hassle of child care (all the unpleasant bits which Singaporeans doesn’t want) without the pleasure (debatable) of sex. Spending most of their childhood under the care of a maid (In some households a series of maids), one can imagine the kind of upbringing these kids will get. Thus our future generations of Singaporeans grow up spoilt, clueless and devoid of any common sense whatsoever. Of course, this is just in my humble and ignorant opinion.

Speaking of upbringing, I would like to share an interesting encounter I had while walking my dogs some time back. It was a weekday afternoon and I was walking with Donkey and Backside to the beach. Now there is an overhead bridge near my place which has no steps to allow wheeled contraptions such as bicycles and wheelchairs etc to be pushed across. So there I was walking with the two idiots on leashes and as I started up from the bottom of the bridge, this lady with two young kids was just about to start her descend from the top of the bridge. As soon as she saw my dogs (mostly donkey I suspect), SHE STARTED SCREAMING AS THOUGH SHE WAS ABOUT TO BE MURDERED! Not that I want to brag but usually the reaction I get towards Duncan would be along the lines of “So beautiful” and for Perseus “So cute!”. Thus this was completely new to me. After the initial shock at her reaction, I started to feel embarrassed as she refused to move from her spot. I stood aside, pinning donkey and backside to the bridge grills but she just refused to budge. As I was already halfway up, I decided to continue past the screaming banshee quickly to solve the issue. As I got nearer, I noticed that the 2 kids were crying (you would too if your mum could hit such high pitches right next to you). The lady then paused for 1 second and swiftly squashed her kids against the railing before carrying on her impression of a helpless blonde dangling from the top of a skyscraper in the death grip of a giant ape. As soon as I hurried past them, she quickly grabbed her kids and ran for their lives down the bridge. Great lesson to teach your kids lady.

Think I’ll give fatherhood a miss.