Bumped into a former director of my ex-company. People used to call him names ‘cos he was appointed by the company to ‘turnaround’. That means he has to fire, fire, fire, cut cost, re-sizing etc. But I was a secretary and hence, got to see part of him that others don’t. Like how he really felt when making those unkind but necessary decisions.
On the exterior, he is stone face and arrogant. Hardly smile. But that’s what make him intriguing, isn’t it?
Last evening, I thought he can’t recognised me. But he did! And my former secretary-self popped out and I blurted, “Aww…Mr. Mysterious! You haven’t aged a bit! You are still in Penang? I thought you are back in JB!”
You go die lah, 5xmom. You are no longer a sexyturkey. You cannot get away with that kind of remarks. But heh, he gave me a shy smile and gave me his card! Goodness, he doesn’t know my surname so he can’t possibly find the blog.
Then, once upon a time when I was holed up in the ICU taking care of my baby for two months, I also ‘diverted’ my attention.
*beep, beep, beep* (those machines sound)
*Misi, tolong…sakit* (by-pass surgeries dem painful when the patients recovered and they groan all the time)
*teet, teet, teet, Code Blue* (someone got heart arrest and want to matilah)
*crying relatives at deathbeds*
5xmom to S/N G (staff nurse G) : Don’t kacau me, I want to see Mr. E. (quickly shift to more prominent location to ogle Mr. E)
*Mr. E is a surgeon. Surgeons carry the title Mr. instead of Dr.*
S/N G : ROTLHAO, You siao chah boh, you got no taste in men! OMG, of all the doctors, you want to khau him?
5xmom : *ish* Not khau la, want to admire only. You want me to die ah, afterwards my Mr. Loh (atm) know, he changed hospital you baru tau.
S/N G : You got no taste la. He (Mr. E) cannot smile, always so masam muka like people owe him likedat. Never talk to us (nurses).
5xmom : Aiyah, that’s what makes him mysterious la. He from Havard you know. So tall, dark and almost handsome.
S/N G : He is balding la. You go pick someone younger can or not?
5xmom : Ish, don’t disturb, hope he sees me. *put on hiao mode*
(BTW, Mr. E is a devoted husband/father and a member of my church. I still get to ‘see’ him until today! I admire all doctors who are doctors and yet, believe in God. They are the ones who re-affirm my belief in God.)
(Don’t anyone dare make any accusations on me, ok? I ask Mr. Turnaround and wrap up your company and get Mr. Surgeon to cut your heart and lungs out, baru tau. But frankly, it was very, very hard to step into the ICU everyday and had to put on a cheerful front for my baby. So, ‘diversions’ helped me cope.)
So, psssst…ladies, what kind of men do you admire? I said admire means you see but no touch one, ok? No dirty thoughts and hanky-panky, ok? Men, you can benefit from peeking and copy cat those mysterious, intriguing figures.