Hello! I’m HER Man

Hahaha.. look at the title, it sounds so sweet right, all woman will be flying in the sky when someone claim to be her MAN! But… it’s just NOT right for me!Look here, I was paired up with this man whom I always felt he don’t like me. Maybe he does, but it’s for the sake of the old man, since I’m the "apple" in the old man’s eye. For no reason, my dear adik mentioned to me "he likes you lah" and immediately I came out with my Pali and Buddhist chanting! Hello adik, I’m not cursing you, It actually means Touch wood! For all you know, I should say, it’s a curse adik set on me! That evening I received a call from this man.. Again for no ryhme or rythem, he called and started the conversation in a very weird way" Hello.. don’t listen to songs, listen to my voice" Wow.. it Freaks me out that very moment.. Hey hello, what the kiap he wants? And the conversation was a boring one, I’m just repeating whatever I’ve reported to him 45minutes ago. And of course when I told adik about it, she took the opportunity to Rub it in AGAIN… The declaration of HE IS MY MAN was a classic one.. in the office, with people around us, not only he is rude, answering my calls for me without my permission and worst.. telling the caller HE IS MY MAN! I’m completely traumatised by his stupid comment! What the crap.. he is crazy, sicked! Hey, it’s so embarrasing and shame! While he just smile it off. Childish… When I was mumbling that I’ve forgotten my numbers, he utter out some unfamiliar numbers.. and it appears to be HIS no.. sia lah! I mean I don’t dislike him or hates him, but it’s just not convenient to put both our names together, I won’t want the reporter from XXX to tell the whole Aviation industry we have an affair! I don’t care if you put my names with my BOY.. but not him! Code what my lup say.. You Man is very powerful.. SO WHAT! I thank him for taking his time to run some errands like.. checking the price of items I want, bothers to tapao dessert for me whenever he passby my fav stall and helping me complete the task which was supposed to be my job, when I’m pissed off or work was held up becos of the old man, he will stand on my side and of course I don’t mind if he join us for breakfast/lunch, but at times, WE, the three musketeers need our private time too. Oh ya, It’s not as if the toy cockroach caused me heart attack, so you really don’t have to bother to find out whose the culprit.. Really Appreciate…I’ll lose all my kakis and colleagues if he is REALLY my man….. I KNOW! But the day will NEVER come..

PLEASE FOR GOD SAKE... DO NOT CURSE ME!