The Intriguing Character

Usually, I don't act normal when I meet new people. I also dwindle into a self-absorbed introvert. However, today, I met a guy who left me so intrigued.

I had accompanied a friend to an interview in some dubious location. But it turned out not as dubious as we'd expected. The office was however sparsely furbished. It was bare and I dare say, depressing. Anyways, the intrigueing guy's called Jing Wei (or something like that).

Well-dressed young man. Nicely pressed shirt, modern flat-fronted pants, and a kickass pair of pointy-head faux alligator hide shoes. Plus he was pretty friendly.

When my friend went for the closed door interview, I was chatting with Jing Wei. Very strangely, I told him about my misadventures in SP. Well, he asked me first, anyway. Then suddenly, he asked me, "How old you think I am?"

For the record, I hate to play guessing games. So after a moment of hesitation and choking, I vomited, "21?"

Oh yes, before that, I had told him my age. On the side note, I'd like to think of myself as 18, though technically I'm only 17.

Okay, so after my lousy guess, he said very matter-of-factly with a straight face, "Hmm, that means I'm actually younger than you,"

I gasped right into his flawless face (not fair lah!) and laughed hysterically to myself. Seriously!

Because I really cannot get a grip of reality, I demanded to see his ID. Just then, he said, "You know why I ask you how's SP like? Because I also from SP." With that, he willingly presented his ez-link card.

GOSH! For goodness' sake! He really was my age. I continued to laugh hysterically.

And because I couldn't control myself, I asked, "So where did you get your shoes?"

"Far East Plaza." he said.

At my age, he actually has a career going on. He may be giving up his studies at SP. Whoa! The kinds of people that are actually out there!! I'm so thrilled and intrigued.

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Recently, this issue of service has been a really hot topic and they're having some measures to improve customer service. I think it's overhyped.

Customer service simply defines 'you are what you get'.

Of course, I believe I have good customer service. Don't you read the papers??? Bear with me as I inflate my ego way beyond it's capacity.

Today at work, I was recognized by more people as 'the guy featured in the papers'. A trio of Chinese foreign students agreed unanimously that my customer service was good. I'm so touched.

However, today wasn't one of those happy and enthusiastic attitude day at work because I was still intrigued by the precocious teen I met earlier. So I was largely distracted. Nevertheless, I provided good service.

Some customers deserve to get slapped. Like seriously. But then I have to "keep up my good name and the company's". Just the other time, I was practically railing at a pesky auntie because she was being intrusive and rude. But she was way too barbaric to find that I was virtually at my most discourteous and frustrated state.

What can I say? You are what you really get.

I'm just so happy with myself that I can hug myself to death. Ahh, what an expression.

All right, I shall see you again when I see you again!