Thursday, December 20, 2001

Somebody has changed my outlook in life.
After watching a movie just now, with my bladder just about to burst. I placed a bottle of unfinished orange juice in my bag, and made a quick walk towards the toilet. Walking out from the loo, this nagging feeling crept up, asking me to check that juice bottle. And yes, the bottle was a quarter full. SHIT! I emptied my bag; my MD mixes (I still cant believe all the hard work mixing it is gone!), camera, pencil case, hell, it looked like i'm setting up a stall just outside the loo!

So I went back to the toilet to look for a roll of toilet paper. There was an auntie cleaning it at that time, and I saw a new roll of toilet paper near her pail. So I asked her whether I can take it. She can't talk English, and judging by her expression, she did'nt want me to take the stuff. Feeling irritated and trying t keep my cool, I went inside the cubicle and pull whatever paper I can get hold of.

The auntie was surprised that I took so much, and I explained, using hand gestures that a bottle spilled in my bag. And she scolded me! For not telling her that in the first place. Duh!! Anyway, I left her and quickly attended to the disaster at hand.

Most are my other stuffs are OK, except for all the MDs. As I was drying my stuffs near the toilet, alot of souls passed by. And not even one offered any help. Fine, it's not like I'm bleeding to death. And there's this guy, dressed in executive attire, standing near me, just looked at what I'm doing. Hey pal, the least you could do is just talk to me and maybe offer to talk more toilet paper from the toilet. What a snobbish twat!

Suddenly that auntie came to me again and gave me a new roll of toilet paper. My heart went soft. I'm really touched by her kindness, although she's just a cleaner. I still cannot get over by her kindness. And after cleaning up my mess, she came back again, this time with a mop, to clean up the mess I've made.

I don't know how to thank her (yeah, I did thanked her in Chinese...siehsieh right?)...so I gave her a gentle pat on her shoulder while thanking her. (I wanted to give a hug, but afraid she might mistook the gesture for something else...so)

I'm very lucky to meet her today. I don't think I'll ever get to see or receive kindness from members of public again.

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