Blabbering of a Fool
Think I’ll scare a lot of friends if they read the title of this post (that is, if they even bother visiting… 🙂 )
But to start things: meet my ‘son’:
He has a boss-like smile, doesn’t he?
Anyway, now to clear things. Had a haircut yesterday, at EC House. Just to comment, it was only my second time there, ‘cuz I find it a bit too ‘glam’ for commoners like me to patronize…and even though they state a ’10-minutes haircut’, felt that it took longer than that. But have no qualms about it, since I wasn’t rushing for time (and I wouldn’t be having a haircut if I’m indeed rushing for time).
The hairdresser chatted with me (though I dun really like talking then, but better than slowly falling asleep), and eventually she started to mention about my ‘son’, as seen above.
Hairdresser: Very cute hor?
Me: Yeah. (Giving a forced smile.)
Hairdresser: Yours? (In Mandarin: 你的哈？)
You know, I can lie to her and said yes, but I didn’t, ‘cuz I’m a good guy. (?) Quite a shock, I’ve received…not because I mind people implying that I’m old or anything (I dun really care about such trivial stuff), it’s just that, I look like a father meh? Haha…my ‘son’ dun even resemble me, how to be my ‘son’?
Anyway, I dun think I’ve explained who this kid is. Yup, just a kid my mum’s babysitting. But hey, my entire family treats him like almost our own.
Hmmm…I wonder what kind of a father I’ll be when I really become one……
……if it ever happens.