SEX wasn't on my mind...

Believe me, SEX wasn't on my mind.. :(

Finally, this entry is not gonna be one for reminsicing purpose. I'm gonna talk abt an incident that happened in the office yesterday... i was possessed by the legendary blurry monster again... argh.

Yesterday, my office phone rang twice. FYI, my phone usually doesn't ring at all. When the phone rang, the caller ID would show the name of the caller if the caller is from VISA.

*tu tu tu tuuu... tu tu tu tuuu..*
the phone rang

Caller ID: *Clare Yung*

Me: I've no idea who this person is, so i took a deep breath and picked up the phone.. Hello?

Caller: May I speak to Clare Yung?

Me: Arh?? Wt.. how come this person is asking to speak to himself!?! and who the hell is clare?? i thought i heard wrongly, so.. Sorry, who are you looking for?

After some commotion and some colleagues' guidance, i managed to jot down his name and contacts on a piece of post-it note. And found out...
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Clare happens to be my boss's boss's boss.......

OMG..

that's not the worst thing.

FYI, the caller said he's John Teo from Singapore exchange (SGX). And.. on that cursed piece of post-it note.. i wrote..
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John Teo
S E X
9********
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ok,laugh laugh laugh.. :(

for the benefit of those who didn't catch it, i wrote SEX instead of SGX..

and, i didn't realise it when i passed the note to my colleague.

my colleague: S-E-X?!!!

Me: Singapore Exchange larrrhh..

after a few seconds, --> utterly embarrassed.

what signal was i trying to send out??!!

argh.

SEX waaasn't on my mind at all lor.. believe meee.. :(

**NOTE: Names above are changed in order to protect the ppl who are not rude to me.

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*tu tu tu tuuu... tu tu tu tuuu..*
the phone rang for the 2nd time

I dreaded the sound of my phone ringing. But this time, the caller ID only indicated a number. FYI, when an unknown phone number appears on the caller ID, 1. it's either someone's modem dialing my number which usually results in a series of *tuuu*'s, OR 2. one of my frens..

Thinking that I couldn't be so suay twice in a day, I picked it up hastily.

To my horror dismay.......
a voice with a indian accent answered my stoney, sulky and sian hello.. damn
i had to ask him to repeat so many times and i still couldn't get who he is asking for. Something like "&^$$#& admin manager".

When i turned to my colleagues for help. They all shrug in unison. Who the hell is that?

Picking up my composure i'm not a well-trained receptionist, i asked for his name while my colleagues are walking over here to help me.

This time, it's Nicolas from Crystal Wine.

Wine.

V*sa and Wine.

Weird.

In the end.... i found out
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he dialed the wrong number..

@%$**^#

and hanged up on me!!

%@&*(^#*^(^

my phone is cursed lar..

**NOTE: Nothing is changed to protect those who are rude to me.