I had a strange encounter with a weirdo at the Interchange.
Alighting from bus 99 from Jurong West, i was groggy from the sleep.
Was walking toward bus 2**, and i saw this weirdo wave to me.
He was dark, scrawny and looked cheeky. (Typical of pervs? )
I saw him wave, but ignore it. But then, i looked back, and he walked back towards me.
The conversation goes like this:
Weirdo : Hey, U don't remember me liao ah.
Me: Erm... no. Do i know you?
Weirdo: Ah the other time u remember.
Me (getting irritated) : which time?
Weirdo (starting to give the feeling that he's a perv) : Hey can i have your number? We can meet up on saturday.
Me: I don't even know you! I DON'T REMEMBER YOU!
Weirdo : Give me your number lah. Saturday got time, we can meet out.
Me (getting stoned, nua-sation starting) : I don't remember you leh.
Weirdo takes out his handphone
Weirdo: Gimme your number lah. We meet out on Saturday to go out lor.
Me (bright idea despite my grogginess) :Erm,...ok lor. My number is 97******
If u know me, u know this is not my number... Hahahahaha... (it's like 3 numbers ago)
Weirdo started to type the number into his phone and call.
Weirdo : Ok lah. Give me your name lah. Saturday we meet to go out.
Me: I really don't remember you. It's ok. It's ok lah. Don't bother.
I walked off.
************
I thank God that i had this idea in mind to give NOT my current number. Besides, i'm pretty sure that the number i gave is not in use.
Eeeeeeek!! Such things can happen even at the Interchange!
I guess remembering my old numbers do help, esp at such moments. U never know when they will come in handy.
Anyway, ladies, if u happen to be at the Interchange at Clementi, esp late at night, beware.
Don't give your number just because people ask about it, and ESPECIALLY when they say they know you when you don't even have any recollection of it!
Hope this helps.... In any case, have a spare number to use, for such no-brainer weirdos. =)
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