Category: General Faux Pas

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.

Boob scare and stupid man.

sunny^kimberly says:
eh they can’t unscamble my mosaics pictures rite?

sunny^kimberly says:
i was atcually naked!

.: www.shaolintiger.com :. says:
nah

.: www.shaolintiger.com :. says:
only for text

.: www.shaolintiger.com :. says:
can sometimes decipher the text underneath

.: www.shaolintiger.com :. says:
cos it produces reproduceable patterns

sunny^kimberly says:
ah okies

.: www.shaolintiger.com :. says:
not like anyway one has a database of boobs they can reverse engineer your squares too

sunny^kimberly says:
lol

sunny^kimberly says:
just checking…scared mah

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Had a fight with the boyfriend over dinner. I wanted to have lamb shank at Marmalade for the past week and he had said he would take me there. I was all made up and ready to go but he kept tapping on at his keyboard for Utopia -_-. After over an hour of waiting, I asked him whether we would still want to go out and you know what he did? He shrugged his shoulders and said, “guess so”. I got even more pissed! I only had two slices of garlic bread the whole day and was starving and was in no state of mind for complete apathy.

I waited for a little bit more, then I yelled, “fine” and ate two slices of bread, which were a bit stale. As I was chomping on the stale bread, I felt even more cheated. I mean, gawd, I drove all the way to his place to spend time with him and he would rather play his f–king Utopia. That game doesn’t even have moving graphics!

So I stopped chomping and started packing my clothes to head back to my parents’. He saw me packing and to his credit, he came out of his study and watched me pack. But listen to this, he just watched. Just watched ok, not a single word from his mouth, not a single apology. Didn’t even ask me to stay. What really really pissed me off was that he had the nerves to ask me to stay for several more days the day before. Arghhh.

Anyway, I got hungry again half way through packing and decided to finish up my stale bread. I felt so pathetic ok! Then I carried all my bags out and he still carried on watching and didn’t say a word. Men are stupid.

Finally I got into my car and was breathing sigh of relief. At least I could go back to where there is Astro on Demand and hokkienmee and where only I bully people and not get bullied.

As my car rolled barely 10 metres down the road, I started to hear this weird rumbling sound and then my car started veering to the left. Stopped the car and found a puncture on the front right tyre. F–k f–kity f–k!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Drove back and parked even further from where I parked before and had to haul my bags back in again.

Punctured tyre.
Punctured tyre.

Punctured tyre.
Close-up.

And found the boyfriend watching tv!

Anyway, long story short. We made up but of course, I made the initiative (need someone to fix the tyre omg). I ended up eating Micky D’s porridge and fried chicken.

I just need to find a way to delete Utopia from his life.

So, do you think I’m being unreasonable here? I do believe he’s just emotionally inept as with other men. Have your bf/hubbies driven you crazy like that? OMG tell me please cause I can feel another wave of rage coming up (I admit I’m a pyscho!).