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Avast!

I was at the Maritime Institute in Jalan Yap Kwan Seng waiting for my dad to come out of a seminar becauseI needed the keys to take his car for repairs and servicing. So there I was twiddiling with my handbag in the corridor when the doors of the seminar room opened and a whole bunch of fit men in tight, white Royal Navy uniforms came out.

Hubba-hubba!

Unfortunately, my dad came out at the same time and started talking to me. All I could do was stand there with MY DAD while all these hunksome sailors passed me by.

BAH! They're all probably too old for me anyway.

Comments

Anonymous said…
You can do a Joan Collins what? :p
Anonymous said…
Men in uniform!!! wahoo...I bet the vision of them all walking towards you leave beautiful memories. hehe
I'd be lucky to get C into a proper work shirt rather than jeans and computer nerd t-shirts...'free software, free society'. i should ban those t-shirts!
Btw, did you drop your handkerchief? Did anyone call you 'ma'am'? tee hee
Kere said…
I don't get the joan collins reference. What am I supposed to have done? Drop my hanky? Do I even have s hsnky?

Sigh, no one even had the oppurtunity to call me anything.
Kere said…
Aargh, bad spelling. I meant a hanky.
Anonymous said…
dude .....nobody's too old for you
Kere said…
Oh dear, making fun of my great age again. You need to think of some better insults.

Spencer Krug sucks. Fnar, fnar.
Anonymous said…
no, seriously, these are sailors in tight uniforms. How much older than you can they be? It's not a jab at your age, past a certain number of years age gaps aren't much of an issue are they?

I might be taking this post too seriously. But really.
Kere said…
Because it's usually the older officers that go to MIMA isn't it? It's all to do with policy-making, Law of the Sea etc. They're not going to send the fresh-faced Laskar Kelas III are they?

On second thought, I could be wrong, because it wasn't their faces I was looking at really, ha ha.

Yes, you are taking this post way too seriously. I wasn't lamenting the loss of the love of my life or anything.

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