April 1, 2010

What-a-pity we live in a country where, when you're slotted to meet le'President, people come around to offer their commiserations. And others come by to ask you what your shoe-size is. Some are more diplomatic, but they still can't hide the subtle snicker as they stand around and say "congratulations".

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

if u do meet Z, el-president, make sure u don't take any cash with u, xeb...u know he's in the habit of asking people for a "loan" :-)

Xeb said...

Haha, yes I've heard.

To everyone else: See what I mean? :P

Ali said...

how did it go??