anyhoo, enough about hospitals of the rich and sometimes famous .. i have photos to share!!
first up *drum roll* a stencil in sunny singapore! there is hope for this nation yet.
and then you see things like
and you wonder "what were these people thinking?!" .. who is tch ?! what does he do ?!?! why is there a learning centre named after him ?!??! why does this not make any sense ?!?!?!?!?!
but if there's one thing i've come to accept is that singaporeans are suckers. they'd have to be for things people selling all kinds of crap to survive. need a specific example? let me present to you the number 1 range of useless things that people will flog to ultra-kiasu parents ..
ERGONOMIC ESSENTIALS!! checkout that kid's drawing board! it's fancier than mine!! and check out his chair!! and those garish colours ... but wait! that's not all. a drafting desk and a fancy pants chair? those merely scratch the surface of ergonomic essentials. this place also sells
how can the doting singaporean parent refuse when their kids demand to go to school looking like that happy naked boy and his schoolbag+lumbar support? or when their kids insist on sleeping on a bed with a unique womb-like shape? i know i couldn't possibly look at those bright shining eyes full of the desire for good posture and refuse.
oh. and before i leave you for an afternoon of boggle fun, here's a final present!
this time you definitely know this guy's thinking "nah beh ah .. seng li si bei pai .."*
* translation: oh dear. business is terrible.
3 comments:
i can't see your pics from work, but they sound funny already!
anyway, i was hospitalised for pneumonia once too. nowhere as fancy as gleneages tho. and they won't even allow more than 1 visitor at a time and for only 1 hour a day! (so J and my mom took turns wearing surgical masks) And i was so sick most of the time it didn't even matter there was no TV in the room. Your bboj is so lucky!
my venerable mother, she say "gleneagles for rich and famous one. the rest of us are doomed to cattle class". when didja get pneumonia? how ?! it's a tropical country!
your work place sounds like it needs a shake up =P
I took a shower, was not feeling well, then took an air-con bus with my wet hair to the very cold NTUC supermarket - and a week of fever later, was diagonised with pneumonia. A tropical country, but our air-cons are powderful!
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