So - I reported for duty at the new office location. It's an old, OLD building along Beach Road. I think they're doing serious refurbishment because the steps leading up to the tiny lift lobby are sporting hacked cement. The lift is wrapped up like a cargo life, and the bars....
whoo wee.
The bars.
Like the sort you get catering to Filipinas along Katong. Heh.
Unfortunately, due to incredibly short-sighted planning, I suspect I'll be released from my contract after a mere 4 months. So I shan't be able to acquaint myself with the bars here, go karaoke singing and be mistaken for an indonesian hooker.
Dammit.
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DOn't worry sweetie- you can still settle for pilipino! HArhahahahahah!
sorry :(
not.
=p
i am not kidding.
security guard uncle saw me smoking downstairs, came over, and asked "indonesian"?
gggrrrrrrrrr.
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