After I was done with my nails, I called the girlfriend. The silly girl was still in the office. I dragged her out to dinner.
We went off to somewhere near both our homes and ended up at Bar Bar Black Sheep. (Why do we always end up at bars with beer?!) So much for burning calories at the gym. We probably busted it all at dinner.
We asked the man to join us. After we finished the food and beer, he was nowhere in sight. It was almost 50 minutes from the time he said he was on the way. I stiffled a giggle. He must have gotten lost. And he did. Amazing. He was the one who brought us here the last round. He would have driven here to eat for like what....5 times already! I gave him some flippant directions and expected him to find his way.
The girlfriend had this look of horror. She demanded that we put him on the phone to walk him through to the Sixth Avenue area. She was sure that he would have driven right past Cherry Avenue if he wasn't on the phone with us.
The man finally turned up, huffing and puffing. He quaffed down an ice cold beer. I chortled. This man was really not good with the road or directions. The girlfriend just had to tease him too. But she totally understood how he felt. She admitted she was the sort who would have gotten lost while on a drive to Woodlands and ended up in Jurong. I rolled my eyes at them both.
People, next time, you both take turns to drive. I navigate. If I have a driving licence, I'll be quite happy driving the two of you cutesies around.
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For many years I have asked for a GPS unit for the city I live in coz the roads were probably built by an engineer who followed a herd of COWS.
To date... nothing remotely ressembling a GPS unit under the X'mas tree or for my birthday. So I always end up hopelessly LOST. Gah.
haha, ok I see now what I missed! I better not tease anyone though. heh heh
I'm very bad at reading and memorising maps (an essential skill if you ride a motorbike). However, I'm very good at coming up with routes that avoid most of the traffic traps like traffic jams, thanks to those sales days. So these days, I specify the route, and the guy rides us there.
awwww. the poor dear! but he got there! good on him!
ah haha... there are other poor souls who can't navigate! i really shd get myself a GPS.
Looks like a nice place to chill! :)
hee I make up for not driving with map reading and navigation too.. I think it's fun! :p
sometimes gal are not that bad with roads and directions too right? =p
kachunknorge: now you MUST demand a GPS unit. heh.
corsage: kekkeke. we ate alot!
eveline: that's a crucial skill. to go around the killer ERP gantries.
jazzgal: eventually. we were so tickled.
ame: oh yes! must!
b.muse: pretty ok. but it gets so crowded nowadays.
elaine: many girls have a great sense of direction! they're way better at map reader than most men. so i guess the skill isn't gender specific.
Your man has many, many amazing qualities. A functional hippocampus is not one of them :)
dawn: ROTFL! you've found that out very fast! kekekekekeke.
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