What color your phone? Pt.3

Wat color your phone? Pt3

6 September 2009 at 18:57

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When we were running small groups in our house weekly, we would get ‘visitors’ every so often. People would be directed by our church to come visit our small group. Whenever new person walks into a new group, it is very clear one of the first questions he poses to himself (or herself) is … 1) do I like them?... and 2) will these people like me? Such is our need to be affirmed, loved, and accepted. ( I mean, even we as the small group we would wonder if that visitor would accept us, what more the new person in our midst…)

What color your phone? Pt.2

Waht color your phone? pt 2

31 August 2009 at 17:57

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In a multicultural society like ours, and listening to the voice over the phone line, the assumptions are …if you don’t sound like a Chinese, neither a Malay (with their own distinct intonations), then you must be Indian-lar! How smart aah we ?
But here is where stereo-typing is rampant and without us even realizing it..

We tend to stereotype more than we realize. ( and not just over the phone..)

Quaint how some Malaysians seem to have your life all figured out. And you just met them 10 minutes ago.

What color your phone ? Pt.1

what color your phone?

26 August 2009 at 18:37

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In my work as a real estate agent, I spend ample times talking with people over the phone, talking and describing properties to them. Some of them I get to meet eventually in person, and others. . .. simply never. Sometimes these conversations can be quite friendly and a few times the conversations have gone like this…

Me: blah ..blah . . .blah . ..

Caller : blah … blah.. blah … why so high the price?

Me : blah …. Blah .. haha.. you know lah.. seller’s market this area.. blah blah

The under cover (real) estate agent Pt.2

The undercover (real estate ??) agent Pt.2

14 March 2010 at 19:55

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At around the same time I met X, I bumped into an old friend Loy (names changed). He used to be a real estate negotiator, but has since moved on to other things. Wheeler dealer, street-wise and from appearance he seem to be doing pretty well. He told me he had a buyer for Russian oil (D2) and asked if I had any contacts who can supply.

My first experience in this (black gold!!) .. obviously a big money deal, (commissions in USD), potential repeat orders that would set everyone for early retirement on easy street.

The undercover (real) estate agent Pt.1

the undercover (real estate??) agent Pt.1

12 March 2010 at 20:09

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I don’t know how it escaped me, but he looked ordinary enough. Came with his wife and 2 young girls looking to buy an apartment near to the children’s school. They liked the place and made an offer to buy, but with one condition, he wanted to move in immediately after signing the sale and purchase agreement ( only 10% paid), which meant he was willing to pay a rent and move in (for few months) pending the full settlement of the balance purchase price (90%).
Normally, I would advise the owner to decline as it would be messy if the buyer does not make good on his contractual obligations, and  already had possession of the apartment unit. But she was desperate to sell and keen to accommodate.
So we penned the deal and they moved in.
The problem came after the first month.

A car story (first ever written in 2004)

A Car Story ( written in '04)

13 May 2009 at 08:35

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As I began my morning shower, I peeked out of my bathroom window to my car on the road parked outside. I was wondering how the leak into the boot would hold up from the night’s heavy rain. I had fixed the persistent leak yesterday, and was anxious to see how it would do. My faithful Proton car, now getting on in her years (12 years now) would naturally require more attention and repairs. And I was pondering maybe, just maybe it was time to trade in for a later model. But I found myself resisting the idea, not because I didn’t like to drive a newer model, or because of the economics, but I had .. a strange relationship with this faithful car which has seen me through the years. Each time I fixed up the car I seemed to love and appreciate it even more. It’s like I have a special bonding with this old car. A strange thing… fork out money to fix the car and then seemed to delight more in her.

Have you had your meds yet ?

The hospital is quite a depressing place to be. I would know. I have clocked in countless of hours either to take my mother’s medicine on her behalf, or just taking her for her usual scheduled appointments. The waiting can  be endless at University Hospital, shuffling you from one counter to the next.