"Excuse me, I'm from the MEE-JIA!"

I just have to write about this before I forget because it's so damn funny. A few weeks back, Bernard was heading home from Junction 8 after a very long and exhausting day at work. He was about to enter the  MRT station when right in the middle of the open space between BreadTalk and the entrance to the station was an ominous figure dressed in tight jeans and a fitted red singlet, holding a clipboard and posing like a Calvin Klein model gone wrong (I'm embellishing because I wasn't there. Haha. But he was wearing a red singlet and jeans).

As Bernard strolled past, the dude gave a sudden and dramatic head jerk as if he had just seen Fann Wong, and said, "Excuse me, may I know your age? I'm from the mee-jia ('media' for those of you who don't understand poor diction)!"  Bernard gave him a weary pat on the shoulder and went, "It's alright, bro" before walking off.

I don't really want to spell his name right out lest he happens upon this blog and starts trying to make contact, sending weird emails or worse still, we end up on the infamy that is his blog! But, I'll give you a big hint: he's a "multi-hyphenate" who used to (maybe he still does) groom the brows of unsuspecting women outside Tangs and yellow is his favourite colour. He bangs. Guess who, don't sue! JT