Monday, June 18, 2007.9:49 PM

Irritating choir guy

Cheek sent me some links to blog entries about Play! All are pleasant reviews, with some even managing to sneak some shots of us. However, there's one particular entry that irks me.

It seems like she memorised whatever happened in the concert, word for word...Frankly, I don't really agree that the choir was that fantastic. You may call me BIASED. But ever since that Friday morning, I developed a fresh new dislike for the choir members at Play!. This weirdo colleague ("Yan3 dao2") who works in my department and happens to be in the choir for Play! came up to me that morning...

Yandao: Hey! Is your orchestra new ah?
Me: Yes. It's newly set up. (smiles)
Yandao: Oh... No Wonder. Especially your organist. She cannot play her parts ah?
Me: Er. I think she's just nervous. The cameraman was zooming in on her fingers all the time lor. (I was getting irritated)
Yandao: Oh? What's her name?
Me: Dr. E.L.
Yandao: Like that can be doctor ah???
(At that instant, I wished I had concrete to fill up the potholes on his pockmarked face and that insensitive foul mouth of his)
Me: Uh...(I gave him a patronising smile and pretended to be busy to make him GO!)


Later, just before I went for lunch, he came over to my desk again. This time to ask me what time I'll leave for the concert hall later. I said, "Er. I'm not sure", looked back at my computer and fake busy. He lingered there for a moment...and trailed off like a wandering ghost. When it was time for me to leave the office, I packed my stuff gingerly so as not to cause a stir, gestured 'goodbyes' to my colleagues and made my burglar style escape. *Phew!*

This weirdo came to my desk again today asking me when the orchestra's performing again and then wished us all the best. HAH! Thanks alot for your well wishes. I'm so grateful that you kindly reserved your insensitive remarks for someone else. Maybe pockmarks are a way of punishing you, but apparently they don't seem like good deterrents in your case. Piles might work better? But ouch, I don't suppose I'm that evil enough to want that to happen to you...yet. That's how much I detest people like you. Don't ever be so critical of something which you aren't capable of doing better yourself, much less when you know nuts about it.

Oh something interesting about this weirdo. My Asst Mgr often hears him singing in the loo. And today when S & I went to the toilet as we knocked off, we came out hearing him croak from more than 5metres away inside the male toilet. Hmm...Tenor range. Now...Mr. Yandao aka Mr Weirdo has a new nickname.

Mr. Phantom of the Toilet (POTTer).

What hair-raising voice.

(NB. This is NOT a compliment, Mr. POTTer)

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