Afterlife in your automobile! (Brain Spillage)

The afterlife? Real? No idea. All I know is that the non-believer in the movies doesn't get it first but gets it worst.

Also, one can be most philosophical after a shipload of beer!

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Beer, Ghosts and Rearview Mirrors

There is pretty much no doubt that I lead a very different life from most of my peers. I don't know whether it's conclusive evidence to tie one's lifestyle to choice of friends. There aren't many people who will be out on a Monday night having a booze up and if so, they might not have friends who are similarly so available.

Anyway, my friends and I ended up in Beach Club for a CNN night. CNN = Cheap N Nasty. We just boozed up and hit on a few women. For the hell of it really. None of us were really out on the hunt. I've never been appreciative of Sarong Party Girls. It did do me a world of good to overhear a girl telling *ahem* someone, "You pay cash, okay?!?". Well, anyone who's been to the Beach Club should know what the damn place is like.

The night ended with the three of us having some nosh in Bangsar. I have no idea how but the topic lead to ghosts and hauntings. Of the three of us, I'm the only one with no 'experience' and also the only one with no religion. Coincidence? I dunno. Really creepy though, the stories my friends have. Though they came to no harm for the experience. I'm quite sure they're not making things up but also I'm not quite sure what to believe either. I don't know about vibes and all that but I do know that when I was house hunting, I never ever went back to any house I didn't feel comfortable in. Needless to say, I settled on one I didn't just like but felt good in as well.

Well anyway, as a kid, Bob has had a ghost bang on the outhouse door while he was taking a dump. Lucky him. He also had the ghost of an Engineer at his former workplace sit in the back seat of his car. Seen through the rearview mirror. He drove on without ever looking at the mirror again.

Jayse has had a ghost follow him home before. His maid saw someone follow him into the house when no one did. The maid quit the next day after learning he came home alone. He also has an uncle who has been sleeping with the lights on for the last three decades after encountering 'something' in rural Sabah.

At night's end, I drove home feeling kinda creepy but defiantly looking into my rearview and side mirrors when I needed to. If I did see something that wasn't meant to be there, I have no idea what I'd have done. Probably drive straight home, get out of the car, never look back and get into the house. Where I can change my pants. I'd probably sell the car too.

All Hail The King! (Anything Goes!)

This blog and the very idea for this blog was created by my buddy Hui Sen quite sometime back. He invited his fellow bloggers and friends to join him here and post some of their best of ... postings. All of us have lots of postings lying around gathering dust in their archives and Hui Sen's idea was to share them with everyone.

I thought it was a pretty cool idea, unfortunately it really hasn't taken off yet cos to date, it's only been Hui Sen and myself who've come contributed! Where's the rest of you guys? I mean, how hard would it be to just grab something from your archives which you think is pretty good and plonk it here? It's probably much easier than doing meme's and tags, right?

Anyway, that's not gonna stop me from posting here and hopefully we'll see more contributors besides Hui sen & myself soon :)

I wrote a post somewhere in July about clients from hell, who demand the world from you but give you no recognition for a job well done. This post was written a few days later about the exact opposite of clients from hell.

Friday, August 3, 2007

All Hail The King!

Just the other day I posted something on nasty clients who don't pay what they owe and today I'm gonna post something the exact opposite of that.

I did some work for this client I had. It involved doing two simple buntings for a church project (the client was a relative of my boss). So, I got the visuals and stuff approved yesterday, sent the artwork for printing and today I went to collect the buntings from my supplier as he was too busy to send it to me.

Once I collected the buntings, I called this client to say I would be at her office in 30 minutes or so but she said she was outside having breakfast and if I could meet her at the restaurant. Since this particular restaurant was actually near my house (one which I normally frequent) and also my office, I said no problem.

Ok, now this is where the good part is :) I reached the restaurant saw her there and went up to her to hand the buntings over. She unrolled the buntings to have a look at it and was so delighted with it that she actually bowed down (and I really mean bowed) to me 4-5 times! I was flabbergasted, the whole restaurant (and at this hour it was packed) was looking at me like as if I was some kind of royalty. LOL! I was sooooooo embarassed, and if I wasn't a little on the tanned side, you could probably see me turn beet red!

I've never had anyone bow to me before, let alone a client and I was (and still am) in a state of shock. It was just a simple bunting and was really nothing to shout about (trust me) just your average normal church kinda buntings, not something that would win any advertising awards or elicit the kind of response I got. Just imagine if I did an annual report or a corporate profile for her. She probably would have given me her first born daughter or something ... LOL!

How I wish all my clients were like her. It sure would make this job all the more enjoyable and meaningful. At least now I know how a King feels to have his subjects bow to him. What a way to end the week :)