when i reached my apartment, i realised that i had no electricity.
after a series of lemony snickets like unfortunate events in singapore, such an incident is a welcoming formality. to steal from Jerry MacGuire, ‘you complete me…’
i wanted to say it in the third person (it) but i fear that it doesnt fully envelope the meaning that i am gunning for. and of course, i say that with all the love i had that i couldnt express in a long while.
on my door were two warning letters dated 13th of July. that was 9 days after i left. if i had receieved it before i left i am sure i would have read it and settled the bill. no i am not pissed off, i am just slowly burning on the inside. i am also sure that the letter arrived two days after the stated date.
so i had to call lovely miss Chen-yi-fuur, Mr Chi’s assistant manager of the management of the complex.
‘Oh great! You are back! Do you have any water?’ she asked.
i am sure she knows that she had cut off my electricity supply but why is she asking about the water supply. is it something she has forgotten to do? or is she in the business of cutting. if i were her husband i would fear for my penis. it might not be what she had in mind but i still fear for it.
‘um.. nope, water is good… but no electricity…Chen-yi-fuur ,’ i said.
‘can you come to the office?’ she begged for my royal presence.
i wont share with you with the complex nature of our National Security Council meeting for i fear the North Koreans might start their nonsense again.
i shall just say she got an earful from me and then we had a fine time in the sack. gratutious and dirty sex in the management office…
and yes i still had to pay my bills.
NOT! thats to the former though not the latter of course….
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