I was rushing for work last Friday morning, so no brekkie. As I was driving, my imagination did get wild - of a different sort though. I was thinking of a bowl of steaming hot porridge with my favourites like salted egg, century egg, ginger, fried dace with salted black beans etc...
Of course, the closest that I could get is chicken porridge from May who runs an eatery at my office building. Or so I thought....
The moment I arrived office and as my bum touched the chair, I received an sms from May herself asking if I was in the office so that her staff can sent up some "special porridge" to me.
How on earth is that possible? I certainly do not have telepathic abilities, ESP etc. etc.
Anyway, the certain thing was that I had a very happy tummy at the end.... I am after all a true blue porridge lover....
Have just dug out my tiffin carrier and will use that to ta pau (pack food) next time.
2 comments:
Very nice .. of May..! did you ask her .. how she knew..??
I am a believer that most women have this skill of reading minds while men requires some prompts like cold shoulders. Haha. JUST KIDDING...
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