Pesky beggars buggers

I had lunch at one of the restaurants in Greentown Business Centre this afternoon. After i paid the bill, i went to the ladies. As i entered, two ladies in their mid 30's were there chatting away noisily. One blocking the narrow entrance as she was standing right behind the door scrunching away at her discolored curls and behind her friend who was in front of the small mirror, applying lipstick liberally to her CB lips and yakking away at the same time.

As i entered, the door knocked into her and she gave me a glare. Serves her right for blocking the way. Anyway, i apologised and entered one of the toilet cubicles. I then heard Miss Discolored Curls enter the cubicle next to mine and complaining all the time that i bumped into her and she had to readjust her dress, niamah. I thought to myself, what's there to adjust? Wearing only a strappy loose dress?? Boobs fell out of your bra ah? As if one small bump can make everything go out of place. I might as well rearrange her face for her.

Well, i took my time and she came out before i did. Her friend had already left the toilet by then. I came out after i heard her turn the door knob. And, wooohoo, just in time to see that the end of her skirt was tucked into the top of her panty at the back. Normally, i would have warned her about it. But then hoh, she was so nasty just now that i let her enjoy the humiliation. I quickly washed my hands and rushed out to see many giggling away behind her back. I was damn pleased.

After i left the restaurant, i took a walk to Hong Leong Bank which is located at the end of the block from where i had lunch. Didnt want to drive down the block as my car was parked at a illegal free parking bay, shaded some more. Hubby carried Gordon whilst i went to the car and took my banking file.

This is where i started getting hounded by those beggars buggers. They are at the entire length of the block. All from different so-called Charity Organisations/Foundations. If i'm not wrong, there were in all, 10 of them stationed along the block. They hounded me one after another, eventhough they work in groups of 2 - 3 from one organisation.... cancer, some wild life, another from dunno what.... all the way right to the main entrance of Hong Leong Bank.

The scenario repeated itself from the moment i exit the bank and all the way back to the car. Those operators or representative from these Charity organisations reading this now had better take note of how the people you let loose on the streets operate. They are nothing but a public nuisance. Not much different from those beggars that roam the cofeeshops and streets except for the fact that they are dressed neatly, speak some English and dont crawl on the floor.

Gimme a break. This IS NOT the way you get people to donate a few hard-earned bucks to your Charity Organisation. Give your reps better training in professionalism. They really suck BIG time. And also, after deducting all commissions to those beggars buggers and your high-paying executive's salaries, i always wonder how much of my $1 actually goes toward Cancer research or save those poor about-to-become-extinct panda bears.

So much for an afternoon out.