An Anonymous Apology
I absolute can not remember the last time I received a bouquet of flowers for apology. And this is what I received yesterday evening. Take a look at this. Gotta excuse my poor vcam lighting!
And guess what? I don’t know who the sender is. Sure, there is a card attached, “signed.”
RENEE
APOLOGIES FOR THE CONFUSION
HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON
INAHAMANI
But who the hell is Inahamani? Female? Male? Or Animal?
One thing I’m certain is that there were quite a few people pissed me off (really bad) the last couple weeks, but having to receive this bouquet is a bit dramatic and puzzle to me. And I DON’T say it affectionately.
- The card is not handwritten, therefore insincere.
- They are all in capital letters, therefore rude.
- Where the hell is the word ‘Dear’, therefore impersonal.
- The sender has big ego, vague apology with zero stench of remorse.
This is what I read between the lines. The sender knows that he/she had done something despicable as he/she could not make himself/herself elaborate the cause of confusion, for fear I might relive the incident. Therefore, the sender stays as vague as possible (including the name) so I will forget the whole situation.
If the apologizer is really sincere, he or she would follow up with an appearance or at least a phone call. So I would know who the hell Inahamani is?
- If the sender is a male, he is an idiotic self-centered prick.
- If the sender is a female, she seriously needs a sex change and become a duck.
By the way, terrible choices of flowers. I hate Gerbera daisy and white roses. Whoever you are, you just got yourself into a deeper shit.
As a matter of fact, I favor a verbal apology over anything else. Cut the crap and be sincere. I will always accept it in a heartbeat, 99%!
Posted on: August 30, 2006 | Filed in: Excusez-Moi , Singapore | 3 comments
Reasons for my Temporary Absent…
…is really simple! I’ve been swamped with many draft posts (from my other business blogs) that require more editing. Is that stupid dry writing period again where everything I write sucks. Suffering from writers block is devastating but not able to orchestrate simple sentences into paragraphs than into complete post is so suicidal for me since I blog for a living.
Short breaks? Done that! Didn’t work.
Goof around? Done that! Didn’t work either.
Shopping therapy? Close. Does test drive a brand new car count? More on that later on.
Then I realize the reason why I feel my writing suck is because lately I’d been reading too many A-list blogs. The more I read, the more insignificant I feel.
I never thought of myself being an A-list blogger one day. Of course I have big aspiration where problogging is concern; but fame is not one of my top ten blogging goals. Or at least not in the next three years.
Anyway, catch up with you later!
Posted on: August 29, 2006 | Filed in: Bloggers , Excusez-Moi | 2 comments
When Men Make Men Cry
Whoever says that crying is meant for women ought to rethink and reflect. Don’t believe me, read this inspirational story and watch the video afterwards. And if this doesn’t bring you watery eyes, you’re better off living with the rocks!
Ladies, get a box of tissues ready, don’t say I never warn you!
Continue reading ‘When Men Make Men Cry’
Posted on: August 18, 2006 | Filed in: Inspirational Stories | 2 comments
