Bingo! Just as Lubin and I had predicted, we went to the Swensen in Holland Village. Surprisingly, the ones whom I thought would be late, weren’t. Minutes after I reached Holland Village, I called Frank. And it took 2 calls to get him .Desmond was the one who answered the call. I told him to meet at The Indian Magazine Shop ( Thambi? ) and he asked me ‘Where is it!’
I got a shock! Have they been following the news? The Indian Magazine Shop got quite a spectacular history. I looked around frantically, trying to find a prominent landmark, as they don’t know where is Breadtalk located at. I looked up the sky, and ‘there was light’. The Windmill! The one that makes Holland V, Holland V. Thankfully, they know that reference
Lubin and MY was late. The 3 of us walked around and after looking through the menu outside a ‘Spanish Restaurant’, we decided to settle for Swensen.
It’s confirmed! I don’t have a backbone! I’d banned myself earlier on from eating in Swensen ( other than their Ice-Cream), but there I was browsing through the menu, deciding between a Baked Rice or a Burger.
MY reached before Lubin. Just as he was about to sit down, he gave Frank a very surprised look, telling him, “Oh! You are here too!” Haha… Frank has a bad reputation of doing David Copperfield. That’s why!
Lubin finally arrived. From a distance, he looked like a huge piece of charcoal. I haven’t seen him for 5 months, and he’s still as dark as ever. The difference? The braces is gone! He now has a priceless smile. Haha…
MY ordered a burger ( I 4get the name ) as the picture in the menu looks very promising. However, when his order came, it looked different from the picture, in terms of size. As the waiter was placing the plate of burger that was cut into 2, portion of fries and salad, in front of him, he said, “Life is so disappointing!”
Worse! 2 small USA flag was inserted into the top of the bun. I joked that it looks like a ‘Happy Meal’. The others went bananas upon hearing that. Haha…
Thankfully, my Mushroom Burger wasn’t that dissappointing (There’s a glimmer of hope in life afterall! ). My only concern was the Eggplant. I don’t eat that. When I was voicing out that concern before ordering, Frank told (Like he’e explaining to an idiot) me, “You can ask them to exclude that!”
“OH! How come I didn’t think of that?” ( I’m really an idiot! )
“Yar! And Eggplant is his favorite dish!” He continued and point a finger to Desmond, whose sitting beside me. I turned my head to the right, feeling shocked. I mean! When a particular food that isn’t your favorite, it will be kind of hard to believe that it’s actually someone else’s favorite isn’t it? Desmond gave me an acknowledging nod.
On the other hand, Frank added, “He always add that as a side!”
I looked at MY who’s sitting opposite of Frank, and he looked at me. We are thinking about the same thing, ‘How Gay!’. Are we talking about ‘observing what he enjoys eating’ now? Haha… Thankfully, they are both straight.
And like old times! i’m being attacked ‘for being a gay’ again. even though I’m not. Frank came out with this sick story about how the both of us earn a living by selling our ass. And that my ass is worth more. When the going get tough, we sell to each other! Which also means, we don’t even get any profits out of it! Which explains why we are both quite poor!
… He’s crazy! Haha…
Still, it’s the old friends who will crack silly jokes like these. We spent the next hour plus reminiscing about the good old days during training. We shared 2 things in common. First, we all went through SISPEC and second, we all went through Modified Spec 2. Let’s make it 3! We are of the same gender!
Too bad Jordan, Cheng Lim, Bong and MJ couldn’t join us. Else the whole gang be there.
I’ll need to find new khakis to go watch Indy. Apparently, MY isn’t really interested in watching a man in his mid 60s running around with a cowboy hat and using a whip as a weapon.