Yes, I'm Back!
Sorry guys, haven't been blogging. The trip to Dubai was super tiring and there wasn't broadband in the hotel room, only dial-ups, so didn't bother to even switch on my lappy when I was there.
Don't ask me how was Dubai. My daily routine was juz busy shuffling myself from the hotel to the WTC and then WTC back to the hotel. Of cos' there were late night dinners with the customers on those nights, but well, that was it! No shopping, no sight-seeing, it was one of those pathetic business trips again *fret*
Anyway, I would say it was a fruitful trip, being able to meet up with the people you often correspond over email and phone. I didn't spend a single cent, except for one expensive lunch just outside the exhibition hall. For just some noodles and a chicken dish, it cost a friggin AED 30 (equivalent to S$13!!). My my...it is no wonder that why 90% of the entire Dubai population is made up of expatriates!!
Yah, no joke, it's 90%. In fact, it seemed to me that Dubai is juz another Indian city cos' the whole city is being flocked by Indians. I suppose they were drawn by the thriving economy in Dubai? But I don't think they could survive much cos' the living expenses in Dubai are super high and well, you have to live from hand to pocket, unless you own an oil rig or a gold mine lah.
On a side note, yeah, Bakero is finally married on 21 Nov! He looks so "boy" on the wedding night while Mrs Bakero has kinda swelled up from the last time we saw. What to do..people living tai tai lifestyle mah...it's high tea and mahjong everyday.
Oh yah, I must blog about this. It's kinda sad, but I have to tell. After the wedding dinner, I was walking to the Hotel lobby with the gf, waiting for the hubby to pick me up. Suddenly this old man came out from nowhere (in his 40s I supposed?) and introduced himself (he's from Kuwait) and extended a handshake to me. I was shocked, I mean...what the hell? I was juz chatting happily with my gf when he interrupted. So he was asking if I have juz finished attending some party, but I corrected him that it was a wedding dinner. Then he went on to check me out, trying to know if I'm single or married or what. And juz right, the hubby's car arrived and I pointed out to the car and told him that I'm married and my hubby is right there. Within a split second, he said bye, turned around and disappeared into the thin air! *LOL*
My gf was laughing out loud all this time. Can you beat it? She reckoned I still wear the leftover middle eastern smell (from Dubai!!)...perhaps he found it familiar, that's why he preyed on me!!
Duh...WTF right?
If he's one cute, rich and YOUNG Kuwati, I don't mind making friends...but an OLD MAN? Forget about it, he jolly well kiss his arse.
*snort*
Don't ask me how was Dubai. My daily routine was juz busy shuffling myself from the hotel to the WTC and then WTC back to the hotel. Of cos' there were late night dinners with the customers on those nights, but well, that was it! No shopping, no sight-seeing, it was one of those pathetic business trips again *fret*
Anyway, I would say it was a fruitful trip, being able to meet up with the people you often correspond over email and phone. I didn't spend a single cent, except for one expensive lunch just outside the exhibition hall. For just some noodles and a chicken dish, it cost a friggin AED 30 (equivalent to S$13!!). My my...it is no wonder that why 90% of the entire Dubai population is made up of expatriates!!
Yah, no joke, it's 90%. In fact, it seemed to me that Dubai is juz another Indian city cos' the whole city is being flocked by Indians. I suppose they were drawn by the thriving economy in Dubai? But I don't think they could survive much cos' the living expenses in Dubai are super high and well, you have to live from hand to pocket, unless you own an oil rig or a gold mine lah.
On a side note, yeah, Bakero is finally married on 21 Nov! He looks so "boy" on the wedding night while Mrs Bakero has kinda swelled up from the last time we saw. What to do..people living tai tai lifestyle mah...it's high tea and mahjong everyday.
Oh yah, I must blog about this. It's kinda sad, but I have to tell. After the wedding dinner, I was walking to the Hotel lobby with the gf, waiting for the hubby to pick me up. Suddenly this old man came out from nowhere (in his 40s I supposed?) and introduced himself (he's from Kuwait) and extended a handshake to me. I was shocked, I mean...what the hell? I was juz chatting happily with my gf when he interrupted. So he was asking if I have juz finished attending some party, but I corrected him that it was a wedding dinner. Then he went on to check me out, trying to know if I'm single or married or what. And juz right, the hubby's car arrived and I pointed out to the car and told him that I'm married and my hubby is right there. Within a split second, he said bye, turned around and disappeared into the thin air! *LOL*
My gf was laughing out loud all this time. Can you beat it? She reckoned I still wear the leftover middle eastern smell (from Dubai!!)...perhaps he found it familiar, that's why he preyed on me!!
Duh...WTF right?
If he's one cute, rich and YOUNG Kuwati, I don't mind making friends...but an OLD MAN? Forget about it, he jolly well kiss his arse.
*snort*
posted by sengmook @ 9:09:00 AM
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