Rub-a-Dub-Dub

I got up real early as I was dragged by the parents to go down to Bentong on sun to see a great tit tah specialist who was from Pekan. He knew which of your vertebrae in your spine was dislocated just by tapping on ur fingertips!!! I showed him my big toe which was still bruised and he aligned it back with me yelping in pain! Kraaaaackkkk…Ouch! Apparently my neck had also gone out of alignment…! Geees…are all my limbs giving up on me oredi?? It was mind-numbing and torturing waiting to see the doc….think I must have waited for like 2 hours before I finally saw him and he just spent like what? Less than 10 min on me?? Anyway, my mum told me that even the Pahang royalty went to see him after he fell down while riding a horse so I reckon he must be damn good. Went to town to have lunch afterwards and ate the famous ice-kacang. Unfortunately, there was no durian ice-cream so I had to settle for peanut ice-cream instead….still thinks Melaka durian ice-kacang/cendol is the best!! Yumm…

VQG2 called me several times (they were miscalls…which was lucky) so I just text him a TQ for yesterday’s lunch. He called me immediately on receipt of my text so I had no choice but to pick it up. We chatted albeit briefly cos I told him that I had a dinner appointment and that I needed time to get ready otherwise we would be listening to each other breathing over the phone for god knows how long as I’ve decided to let him have a taste of his own medicine by staying quiet too!

I was surprised to bump into Mr. IBM during dinner when he called me out aloud as I passed by him. It was fortunate that I did not do anything ‘untowards’ him previously. Anyways, we chatted and caught up with each other’s life. Things were going along fine till we discussed on the latest movie that we’ve seen and it happened to be Curse of the Golden Flower. I said the dumb film was basically a showcase for the bosomy ladies and it was a marketing gimmick to lure the attendance of the guys to watch the film. There’s no way those maidens were dressed like that during that period. At this juncture, he made snide remarks that I should probably follow suit and wear those corset-type tops too like Gong Li. I glared at him….like what’s that supposed to mean? No doubt he was poking fun at the conservative long-sleeved covered-up top that I was wearing at that time but what’s that got to do with him anyway? After that, the conversation somehow flowed to my Singapore trip since he’s an avid traveler. He, also being a fanatic sports person started to advise me on the type of trainers to buy and blah, blah, blah when I told him I bought a pair of new trainers while I was down south. See, he could be an interesting person to talk to if it weren’t for the fact that he’s so ‘inch’ sometimes. I mean, I don’t mind people who are sarcastic cos it just proves that they have a very quick mind but there are times that one has to be tactful too.

Suddenly, he decided to size me up to see whether I’ve lost weight or otherwise and I find it totally disconcerting especially when he made another comment to say that I should make it a point to wear 2 piece gym apparels while gym-ing instead of covered-up tops. Okie, he’s now dangerously close to crossing that thin veneer of my increasing anger. It’s somewhat baffling cos he usually doesn’t talk like this when we were going out previously. Anyway, we went to answer our respective nature’s call and when I came back, I moved away and talked to somebody else.