Old Beng At Clementi Central
Last week got one night me and my cha-bo-lang went to Clementi Central to jalan jalan see see look look and also to pay my PUB bills. As the weather was very cooling, we just walked to Clementi hand in hand without driving.
I tell you ah, the PUB bill now like higher and higher leh, every month me have to pay very much but bo-bian la, cannot don't pay one, if not later they cut off our water and electricity supply more jia-liat.
As we walked past the Hawker Centre, the smell of Satay made me hungry again although we had our dinner at home before coming out. Think the smell was blown to us and we finally sat down and ordered some satay to eat. (Supposed to walk to Clementi to do some strolling exercise, yet ended up in eating Satay? How to keep a healthy life in Singapore when there's so much good food?)
After eating our Satay, we proceed to the Post Office to make payment for our PUB bills via the S.A.M Machine.
Think because Christmas was just round the corner, there were many many people there. While me was ordering a packet of Bamboo Juice, eh...I mean Sugar-cane juice, my cha-bo-lang proceeded to look at shoes in one of the shoe shop not far away.
After packing the drink, me walked towards my cha-bo-lang and on the way, a chio-bu walked towards me. I couldn't help but to stare at her cos she resembled Dolly Parton to certain extend if you know what I mean. Think that "Dolly Parton look-alike" doesn't know how to buy clothings for herself cos the T-shirt she was wearing was definitely 2 size smaller and Old Beng almost had a nose bled trying to read the Logo printed it.
As we were nearer to each other, Old Beng me shifted my body slightly to the left in order not to block her way and make sure that I would not accidentally knock her then no good la. This one if knock head-on or should I say chest-on sure internal injury 内伤 one.
At that moment when me moved my body to my left, "Dolly Parton look-alike" also moved her body to her right which was my left. Heng ah, me stopped immediately and of course moved my body to the right then to avoid collision but then hor, she also very cartoon one, she also moved to the same direction thus the 2 of us were like doing a dance step. Left right left right. Finally, we managed to walk past each other without any collision or body contact whatsoever. (Just wondering to myself, do I considered it as lucky or unlucky for not having body contact? - My conscience told me should not think too much about it but hello, Dolly Parton look-alike leh?)
When I saw my cha-bo-lang looking at me, whatever Parton also got to pardon me liao.
"Why? Lau Beng, new dance steps huh?" My cha-bo-lang looked at me.
"Eh...no la, where got dance....just that the road too narrow la." Me started to feel sweat dripping down my back when answering. Luckily my cha-bo-lang didn't say much and we proceed to the Post Office to make payment.
While me was scanning our PUB bill and keying in my ATM information, me saw a pink paper-bag sitting on top of the S.A.M machine just above our heads. Nobody was around us and me could see the shadow of wires through the paper-bag.
Me told my cha-bo-lang about it and stretched my hand to try to take the paper-bag down to see the contents inside.
"Oei, lau beng, don't you touch it." Cha-bo-lang slapped my hand.
"Ouch! Why you beat me?"
"How do you know it is safe to touch it? It could be an explosive item as you can see that there are wires in it." Cha-bo-lang said.
"No la, I think it is something that someone forgotten to collect when he placed it there to make payment only la."
"It is better safe than sorry."
"So how? Just leave it there lor and mind our own business and don't be K-poh la." Me then held my cha-bo-lang's hand and walked out of the Post Office.
"Lau Beng! How can you be so irresponsible? What if it really is a bomb? What if it exploded and tomorrow news will be flying everywhere then you think your big head can sleep peacefully again? 你良心过得过去吗?
"So what you want me to do? I want to bring it down and see, you don't allow me then now you say all these bo-liao things to scare me?"
"Call the authority to inform them of the suspicious paper-bag."
So me called 999 to make a report. (Actually don't know what numbers to call la, think 999 can handle everything one la.)
"Hello, Police Station, may I help you?"
"Eh, hello, I want to report something but don't know whether if this is the correct numbers to call. I saw a Paper-bag with wires inside which was left ......" So me told the police officer the location and description of the paper-bag.
The police officer told me that they will send someone down to check on it and took down Old Beng's particulars but me only told him my name without giving him my contact numbers.
We did not wait for the policeman to come and walked home.
There was no mentioned of anything in the Newspaper and me will never know whether what was in the paper-bag but like my cha-bo-lang said, "At least I can sleep at night liao."
lim peh kong wan liao