讲钱伤感情

Yes, like literally.

I was at IMM doing some shopping for the office again. And 好死不死 it rained when i didn't bring along my umbrella. After my horrendous experience with the shuttle bus, I decided to take a cab back to office.

When i boarded the cab, the driver greeted me and asked where I want to go. So I told him the address, and he pointed to the right. That building on top of the hill? I said, yah.

The destination is within sight but the jam at the U-turn was burning a big big hole in my pocket! Noting that it was raining, the driver kept on talking to me. He asked if I was sleepy la, asked me why the sky is so grey la...

I was obviously trying to tune out because I was too tired to listen to anything after a long night and busy morning.

We even had time to briefly chat about the person who got mauled by the Singapore's Zoo White Tigers, and how stupid it is to do what he did. (Yes, the ride actually took so long)

When I alighted, the fare was $5.90! Gawd. The driver was polite enough to notice my 'sianed' face when alighting and gave me a big wide smile and said, 'Stay happy!'

At that point, I don't know whether to laugh or cry man. Seriously.