Women talking

Met Bernie tonight after work.

The Simei kopitiam seems to be becoming a regular haunt for us. And as usual, we chatted about life, love, religion, God, men and sex. But it's not like you'd imagine. I have met colleagues who thought it was OK to ask if my date had been a good fuck.

Eh? Sorry! But I never kiss and tell! Why on earth would I want to do that? Same way a gentleman never shares stories of his conquests with his pee buddies, I would never divulge personal details. Not even to Bernie, whom I have known and cherished since we were 14. Not to the rest of the MBAers. And they respect that, they share the same view on this.


Oh well. Some things I'll never understand.