Month: February 2008

Pervert doctor on Facebook

There are many things that I can’t tolerate in life. Stupid people, stupid people at work, stupid people on the road, stupid people with technology and the likes. The worst of this lot? Read the following…..

I was happily facebooking away when I received a message from someone unknown to me.

    u r really sexy and pretty
    do u like sex
    if you do call me at 019*******

    a*

First of all, this person was using his full name to proposition me on facebook. What else to do, I googled his name. Lo and hehold, his medical journal, which he co-authored with a few other people popped up on the very first page.

I wasn’t going to jump onto conclusion that the pervert who messaged me was a doctor but I tested him out anyway. Boy, it was too easy.

Chat 1
First part.

Doc wasted no time in checking me out. He was quite insistent on seeing my naked pictures. Oh well, with the recent Edison Chen fiasco, did he think any girl with half a brain would even be having their pictures flying around on the Internet? Well, this doctor does. And he also think it’s okay to put a face to a full name…….

Chat 2
Second part.

Can you believe it!? He’s so smart, he uploaded a picture of his graduation to facebook for the eyes of a stranger that he had only propositioned barely 15 minutes earlier.

To be honest, did he really think I would be floored by his looks? I suspect it’s more of a mating strategy for him, you know….to reinforce the fact that he’s a real doctor might just score him some poonani, that’s what I suspect he thought.

Doc’s not only unfamiliar with facebook. He’s a major loser when it comes to picking up girls too. All those mugging must have fried his brains real good. I know it is the internet and things move so quickly in the virtual world but damn, some patience doc? See how he kept pestering me to talk dirty. OMG. Need. to. watch. Disney. channel.

Chat 3
Third part.

Too bad, I got bored really fast. I was going to get him to send me his nude pictures, which I was pretty certain he would considering his IQ. So I began my process of busting his balls, pun intended.

Chat 4.
Forth part.

As you can see, he finally realised that something was wrong. I’m glad it had gotten him to start using the fabulous internet search engine because he obviously had. Addressing my by my real surname was probably an attempt to shift the power to his side. But it was too little too late, doc :(

Can you guess which part of the conversation where he started losing his erection?

Chat 5
Fifth part.

Then, he sent me a facebook rose! LMAO!

All I can say is, poor missus. For marrying an asshole and a stupid one at that.

You think a doctor would be a little smarter than that but no, he decided to ask a complete stranger for sex over the internet with his full name on the identity card.

Perverted doctor.
Dr. Perve.

Friendships are complex.

So I was talking about friendships in my previous post and it seems to me from all the comments that people do prefer friends to be honest with them. Okay, so it wasn’t exactly a huge sample for me to be drawing any conclusion but common sense prevails, no?

That said, aren’t we mostly all righteous and philosophical but when it comes down to the real deal, the Real McCoy, we tend to shy away from confrontations with friends? I mean, I can totally understand the discomfort of telling your friend that he or she has smelly feet, body odour or an attitude change.

I’ve once read somewhere that human beings are accommodating beasts. I agree with that. I mean, I have friends who are still hanging out with an ex-friend (to me) who is a known molestor. And I in turn, accommodate to my friends’ choice of friend even though I’m a victim. I’ve never asked them to sever their relationships with him or sever mine with them. Although I would have loved that this person be punished in some ways but well, one friendship is already a complex thing. Put so many together in one pot and we’ve got ourselves an anthropological bender.

Anyway, I’ve said too much already.

Just one last thing….a friend who touched one of your friends inappropriately and a friend who said the wrong things to one of your friends. Which one would you choose?

No brainer? Trust me, you would be absofuckinglutely surprised.

As for what kind of friend I am. Well, I’m certainly not the kind you would like to take out in public.

Knob.
Knob.

Happy Birthday Tsen!

TsenTsen turned a quarter century year old yesterday. W00t happy birthday, you’re an old fart!

Dude’s making his mark in the challenging world of advertising and I’m so proud of him :)

I must have done something really good in my previous life to have found a friend whom I can absolutely count on and one who has no trouble sticking by me through thick and thin. I love you, TsenTsen! *Hugs*

I mean hey, if your friend can tell you with a straight face that you’ve got smelly feet, you’ve found a keeper!

(background story: i used to have a favourite pair of pumas that i wore ALL THE FREAKIN TIME till it’s falling apart, making my feet stank like rotten milk and i didn’t even notice cause i was so used to the smell and it was tsen who dropped the bomb on me….thank goodness. imagine all the people that would have been repulsed by me! and for that i love you tsentsen hehehe)

So we had a birthday lunch at this siuloongbao place at The Curve. I had the signature giant siuloongbau which was a rip-off. The other stuff were so-so. But the service is definitely one of the best in town, I’ll give them that.

Birthday man
The birthday man.

RM15 for one siuloongbau.
RM15 for one siuloongbau. You’ve been warned.

I met TsenTsen in Singapore. We stuck together from the beginning….flat hunting, broadband stealing, secret Malaysian jokes :) One of my most treasured memories with Tsen is having Mcdonald’s breakfast at 4am while watching Rent in his room. Those who know me knew I had a hard time in the country and I can truly say that, it’s all worth it for I was able to meet Tsen :)

Happy Birthday TsenTsen!
Happy birthday TsenTsen!

We lit up his birthday cupcakes in Starbucks and camhored a bit. Blocked people’s way…so awkward.

This picture was taken on a timer.

Me and TsenTsen.
Me <3 TsenTsen.

Thinking of my friendship with Tsen has gotten me to thinking about what constitutes a good and healthy friendship.

If your good friend is not “performing” so well as a friend (ie: having smelly feet, being a motormouth, being insensitive, not spending so much time with you etc), are you going to tell him/her so that he/she could work something out or keep it to yourself till all hells break loose one day? Worst, keep it to yourself and bitch about it with other friends till hells break loose?

As someone’s friend, would you like your friends to be honest with you or would you rather be kept in the dark till you lose them?

Personally, I’d much prefer my friends to be open with me. After all, we’re no longer kids in the school yard playing ‘i don’t fren you!’.