*(@(00)@)*

was on the way home after work as usual on the bus.

despite the loud music i was blasting into my ears, i could still hear the auntie behind me talking extremely loudly on the phone.

and i mean REAL loud.

it was as if she wanted everyone to know that she had juz found a handphone at her workplace.

auntie: "eh lo....ah...i pik up the phone...you no how to come serangoon?.....serangoon ah....ah...you no serangoon...?"

i figured she juz anyhow-o-how called SOMEONE in the phonebook of that handphone and wanted that SOMEONE to pick it up from her.

awhile later.....

auntie: "eh lo....ah.....i pik up phone...serangoon u no where?...i'm at serangoon...."

the person on the line must have asked her the details of the phone...

auntie: "ah...brack color...ya ya ya...i pik up at the....the....kfc....at...ah...ah....far east....you can come and...."

auntie: "ah....no no no....yes..i can speak mandarin"

so she started replying in mandarin..but soon there was silence.

auntie:"ahh...eh lo....i pik up the phone....serangoon u no where???...juz now i call and talk....the person cut off......."

i tink what happened was...the previous person hung up on her and so she anyhow-o-how called another number in the phonebook.

but i don't understand why she has to speak in english? her mandarin sounded perfectly fine to me.

then i reckon she could be those i-think-english-sounds-more-high-class auntie.

and then....i heard.....

auntie: "ahh...where r u now???.....ahh....u wan....ah....come my grave take the phone....my grave at serangoon.....blk 510..."

GRAVE?!! ?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hahahahahaaaahahhahhahahahahahaa. *lets out a non-stop 5 mins hilarious laughter*

it sounded uber funny, especially when you are expecting a very serious conversation.

and the person on the line HUNG up immediately on her again.
as expected.


i don't understand why she insist on speaking english when she could jolly well converse in mandarin and get that thing done and over with??

i wouldn't go to the wet market and talk to the veggie-seller in hokkien when i know how poor my hokkien is.

anyway....

i managed to catch a glimpse of that auntie when i was about to alight.

and it turns out that...

shit.
it's an uncle.

but i swear that uncle sounded kind of feminine. (@(00)@)llllllllllllllllllllllllllll