Sunday, October 15, 2006
A mystery you say? I've had a great impression of the guys in school. Most of them are helpful and gentlemanly. They'll hold the door open for the females, help us to move the table so that it is closer to the power supply, move aside to let the ladies pass first, et cetera. Which is why I'm surprised to see all that go out of the window whenever I'm in the canteen.
I really wonder if the canteen has some sort of mysterious aura that activates every single dormant kiasu cell in the male body. Lets start with beverages. First, Amanda got hot coffee spilled on her by some Indian fellow. When Amanda looked at him in shock, the bugger just shrugged and walked away without apologizing. Then, Kexin was splashed with ice milo by some Chinese guy. He didn't get a single drop on his clothes because the smarty pants decided to tip his drink the other way, in the direction of other people. Guess what? No apology either.
What can we conclude from the above examples?
1. Its a male thing and not a racial thing. Truly, this phenomenon transcends all boundaries.
2. Its not the girls. Both Amanda and Kexin are attractive girls that can possibly send normal, straight guys into hormonal overdrive.
Now lets go to food. Its astonishing how thick skinned some guys can get. We were queuing in the line for the last 10 minutes and then these 2 guys behind who just joined the queue suddenly went "I think those girls in front cut queue." Cues loud conversation about how females like to cut queue and how often they were disadvantaged by said girls. Of course, we retaliated by talking loudly about how some guys are blinder than the project superstar winner.
Bottomline is, why does food drive guys so crazy that they forget all other qualities for that 1 hour? I hate lunching in school. -takes out her voodoo dolls again-
;I CREATED A SHEEP!
11:47 AM
