Friday, July 25, 2008


This morning my wife went to a 7-Eleven outlet to buy some sandwiches for breakfast. She was commenting on how nice the cashier inside was to her.

I told her the same lady was downright bitchy and unfriendly towards me. I used to go there on Saturday morning to ask her if the store has TODAY newspaper and she would say no curtly. She wasn’t friendly either when I make payment for the stuff that I buy from there.

Another f#@king bitch.

My wife told me she’s not friendly towards me because I have a bird-face.

Same reason why my colleague bitches only me and is friendly and nice towards everybody else in the office.

Life just ain’t fair, is it? My wife naturally has a pleasant disposition whereas I seem to have a perpetual frown on my forehead. It’s not that I’m frowning all the time, it’s just that my frown marks have become permanently etched onto my forehead like wrinkles. So even when I’m not frowning, some people look at me and think I’m frowning.

That’s why wife would ask me every now and then, “Why your face so black all the time?”

See, even the fact that I have permanent frown wrinkles slips my wife’s mind every so often.

For the record, I don’t frown all the time. I only appear to be frowning because I have frown wrinkles. Like Clint Eastwood.


Blogger Lunch is Served! said...

OMG... maybe if you stopped thinking of women as bitches, then maybe you'll get better treatment from us? LOL!

Speaking of which, there's this guy in my office who can't bring himself to talk to women. I mean, he would just look at the floor or at his feet when he has to talk to a woman colleague. Luckily, the women here are more nuturing. We just let him stammer out what what he has to tell us. But most of the time, we try to communicate with him via MSN or email - whereby he takes on a more easy going character.

Friday, July 25, 2008 at 2:43:00 PM GMT+8  
Blogger Happysurfer said...

This is such a funny post. Made me laugh. Sweet too. Have a lovely weekend, Mockingbird.

Friday, July 25, 2008 at 4:14:00 PM GMT+8  
Blogger Mansor said...

Hmm I'm on the opposite side. Sometimes when the 7-eleven cashier be it man or women say "do you need a plastic bag sir?"

I would reply back very rudely (maybe angrily: "No!" or "I don't need a plastic bag for newspaper/100plus/magazine"
Who would want a plastic bag for newspaper or soft drinks when I have my own bag pack?

Friday, July 25, 2008 at 11:30:00 PM GMT+8  
Blogger Mockingbird said...

To Lunch Is Served: i have no problems relating to all my female colleagues except that beyotch :p And when i patronise other 7-Eleven outlets, the female cashiers there are generally friendly and nice towards me. Afterall, i'm a paying customer for crying out loud :p

i think even if i stop thinking women as bitches, i bet there would still be some who would bitch me just because they want to satisfy some perverse urges :p

To Happysurfer: i'm glad this post made you laugh :)

To Mansor: No need to be rude, pal. Don't want plastic bag just decline nicely ;)

Monday, July 28, 2008 at 10:57:00 AM GMT+8  
Blogger Mansor said...

Well depend on the tone of the cashier. Maybe I'm very tired at that point of time.

Monday, July 28, 2008 at 4:28:00 PM GMT+8  
Blogger Mockingbird said...

To Mansor: If you're tired, then it's understandable why you were irritable :)

Monday, July 28, 2008 at 4:51:00 PM GMT+8  

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