Author: Wilfrid

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Nothing Medoc Cannot Fixes

Must be the lack of nicotine nowadays, I became very “bitchy”.  Seen to me everyone began to get scared of me.  I don’t know.  The stress began to build up and when I look at the list of outstanding SIR, I really wonder what am I doing and would I be better off doing something else.  The politics involved in a bank is just, intolerable.

The only thing that made me happy tonight was a very good meal.  French one.  Had the wine “Medoc”, and that is the one I have trying to look for, for so long ! Shell fish soup and rabbit for main course.  Usually I don’t like chocolate moss but I loved the one from this restaurant.  Even the tea was great (Earl Gray).

Last night I was chatting with this lady called “Hope”.  She was kind of popular as all the guys paged for her. But she said I was different as I didn’t talk about sex at all.  Well, I am a very decent boy, am I not ? 

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A Hundred-Dollar Dinner Paid For

Time Report !  Last night I spent hours filling up the time report and this morning, I still found one mistake somewhere.  As usual, I went down to the secretary area to fax my stuffs back to the office.  Somehow I entered the wrong number and didn’t know what to do (French Fax Machine).  The secretary helped me out and according to Claude, he told me that the secretary found me charming.  Charming ?!

Been a very bad day today. Too much work and too much politics. I really want to go home.

In contrast, my dinner was the best.  It cost Societe Generale  SGD 100.00 and I think I well deserve this.  I had my crab as started.  Truly awesome and I loved it.  Then a fish main course.  And that was the best piece of fish I have ever tasted in Paris so far!  Dessert was great as well.

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More Online Chat

Today, I was so tired.  Must be not enough sleep.  Right at the morning, JP told me that she has decided to throw the whole idea of apply for a condo.  I was quite disappointed as I thought we could get married sooner but all this kind of thing is decided by fate.  I respect her decision and I phoned her up later on to make it up.

One of the new hired Michel, he is definitely not dumb.  He constantly challenge me but in the end, we became very humble, and listened to what others want to say.  I guess that is mutual respect that I have to learn.

My pair of shoes was really gone tonight.  Lucky I went into Marks & Spencer and found one similar one.  Still remember that day that the guy told me that this pair would last for 2 years.  What a lie !

Chat line again.  What else.  And now is 3 am in the morning.  This is getting worst.  Self Control !  Using the nickname “GoodBoy” definitely attracted a lot of very young girls.  One called “NIKE GIRL” and actually were Megan (13) and her sister (11).  They actually called Bill Clinton a “dumb ass”.  What a surprise.  And the last one was called “cutie”, studied in London doing investment management school.  Apparent she (21-born in Iraqi) was very depressed and I don’t think I have done anything value added.

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A Weekend Full Of Online Chat

What a weekend !  A weekend without daylight.  The chat line is very additive.  I just hooked onto it for hours.  So ended up going to sleep at 7 in the morning and woke up not seeing the daylight.

First night I logged in as “New Wilf 97”, toured around and nothing really fantastic.  Second night I logged in as “Etoile 97” and that caught most attention from the French (as Etoile means star in French).  I intended to hide my sex and see what happened.  Guess what, most of them thought I am a lady !  Glad to talk to the French about Mylene Farmer and they told me that she is a bisexual.  Doesn’t bother me really.  And my favorite topic of that night was relationship.  One guy told me that he worked in a pub before and met this waitress in the same pub.  I guess they kissed but according to him, still not sure.  So I gave advice like go shopping with her, buy flower and so on.  In the end, he was certain that I was a “she” and I didn’t tell him in the end. (Note : few weeks later as I chatted with him again, he managed to get more attention from her.  Thanks to me!)

And I was chatting with someone called “Paris”.  In fact on that night, I dined in Planet Hollywood and coincidentally he was one of the waiter.  He is from UK and we chatted quiet a fair bit.  Talking about long legs waitress in Planet Hollywood and so on.

And the most fun was last night in which in nicknamed as “GoodBoy”.  In the room of “Mr/Ms Right”, I chatted with an American girl named “Lilly”, a British called “Tugger” and a New Zealand guy called “Alan”.  It was so much fun and I missed them all.  I called Tugger Fish & Chips and called Alan, Kiwi.  Our topic ranged from movies to music to cycling to books to relationship.  Tugger told me that he is divorcing and I asked how come.  He told me that he and his ex-wife were very good friend and they marred for the wrong reason.  I asked, “Child ?” and he said yes.  But he felt a long better now and still go out with he ex as good friends.  Hard to believe, isn’t it ?

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Menu for Thought

Came round a random menu. Food for thought.

STARTER – HUMAN GARBAGE

One of the words that will imprint into your brain after watching “Ransom”. A very clever plot. Not to say that the plot itself is totally unpredictable, but full of little humorous surprises. A very deep thought about Morlock and Eloi. Need to say more about Mel Gibson ?

MAIN COURSE – FRESH FROM PIGEONS

Every morning, I walked from my place of stay to my prison. I have to walk into a hollow cylindrical building (where I lunch every day, downstairs). 7 stories high with a very big transparent disc hanging on top by means of steal bars. Strange thing is there is a lot of bird shit right in the middle of the space. Hard to image ? I always think of Independent Day whenever I pass by. I am the building and the laser is right up there.

And I think of Pigeon Toilet. The local pigeons seem to fond of “sitting” right near the “laser” and do their business. We feed them shit with all the city rubbish, and they are clever enough to feed us shit. Don’t believe me ? Whoever curious enough will look up. Looking up results in stretching the skin around the throat. And you mouth will naturally be opened. WATCH OUT !!!

DESERT – AWESOME BOOMSOME

I walk into a shopping center, they search my bag. I walk into a train station, they search my bag. I walk into a record store, they also must search my bag. All rubbish bins are sealed. Those policemen who petrol around the station, they are heavily armored. With gun like things hanging from their shoulder.

Reminded me of one of the lecturer once told us about the IRA. He is an electrical engineer (I think) and he was telling us the fact that there are not many “Exchange Stations” (?) to bomb at the same time in order to shut down the entire electric supply of England. Truly awesome.

COFFEE – DOUBLE BLACK

“In my hour of darkness, no, you were not there ..”

– Megadeth. From the song “In My Darkness Hour”.

“Let’s have a black celebration. A black celebration .. tonight”

– Depeche Mode. From the song “Black Celebration”.

PRICE – EXPRESS 99.00 FF

I lost my appetite completely. Had my cup of coffee and left.

New Wilf 97.

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A Good Relationship is Give and Take

A very productive day.  5 SIR down the tube.

After lunch, while we walked back to the office, we saw a rabbit right hiding in the bush in from of the building.  And during the afternoon, the porter was trying to catch it (I saw it during the coffee break).   Later on, I had a chat with the porter and found that they believed that the rabbit is a domestic one and it will not be able to survive in the cold.  The funny thing is they are going to form a team and catch it during the weekend.  One of the secretary wanted to keep it.

Today, we have the King’s Pie again.  It was at the SocGen Tower (the main one) and the pie definitely tasted a lot better (as it was hot) than the last one.  The Tower is really fascinating.  There is a big, huge artistic thing hanging in the air and guess what underneath.  A “pool”.  Today, me and Wilfrid (Paris) while admiring the thing, actually stepped into the “pool” as it really look like mirror floor.

In the end, I decided to have dinner in the hotel and beside me sat an old couple from Ireland (but without Irish accent).  We talked and interesting enough, they have married for 31 year.  And the lady’s parent actually married for 60 years.  I asked what is the secret in keeping such a good relationship and they told me that it is give and take.  You can’t just win every battle.  I guess they are right.

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Choosing between Mylene Farmer and a Night Out with Friends

I woke up in the morning, on my TV and guess what?  I saw one Mylene Farmer’s music video one after the other.  It is a cable TV, MCM, and today was supposed to be Mylene Farmer Special Day (or something like that).  I watched until I have missed my breakfast and I was late for 15 minutes.

I was supposed to dine with Claude and Mohamed tonight and I was contemplating on whether I should stay at the hotel and watched the Mylene Farmer concert at 7:30 pm.  In the end, I chose to go out with them as very seldom I can dine with someone.

It was Arabic food.  A very small but popular restaurant.  Claude was treating and Mohamed insisted on giving him back FF100.  As for me, I “treated” them the desert at Haagen-Dazs. 

And I have spent most of night surfing the net.  It is very addictive.  And it wasn’t anything erotic at all.  It was Mylene Farmer’s Web Pages.

Thinking of getting a flat in year 2000 really excited me as I really sick of renting already.  I want a home of myself, in the very near future.  So far, I still believe in dream hard, hope hard and it may come true.

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Luxury in Paris

Same old story. I slept late last night and hence, I felt quite bad this morning.  Nevertheless, I had a great breakfast at 08:55.  Luxury can only be happened in Paris.

In terms of work, it is again the same old story.  Got a few bugs off the list.  Transfer knowledge to Wilfrid (Paris), whom called himself Willy.  They told me that they have requested a PC for me and will come maybe next week.

Tonight was quite a different night.  Couldn’t believe that I have spent more than one hour walking around in Paris looking for a restaurant and finally ended up where I started from and had American Food.  The food was no good and I didn’t enjoy.  I enjoyed the cocktail though, as I am quite sick of the French food.

Watched a movie, “The Portrait of a Lady” and didn’t understand a single.  But I love Nicole Kidman, so what the hell.  I watched a show that has my favorite star in it.

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Useful to Have a Wife and a Mistress

OK, so today was Sunday.  I have only discovered a bottle of Champagne in my the other room this morning and of course, I saved the bottle and the glass for later occasion.

A very gloomy day.  As always, the day passed by fairly fast.  The more I stayed in my new office, the most I missed the old one.  One day I may just tell Aurore that I want to move back to the big old one, with Mohamed, my buddy.

Today we had a meeting.  Indeed a very interest one.  I suppose I have done this against my profession. They were discussing the European Dollar.  During 1999 to 2004, customers can choose to have their transaction in ECC or FF.  Beyond 2004, FF will be replaced by ECC.  I think my company would like to charge them for my advice.  But I just want to learn more.

Today I went off with Mohamed, his friend Philip and Nicolas.  When four men together, what else will it be ? They were very interested in talking about women.  I guess everywhere is always the same.  Mohamed told me that it is very “useful” in France to have two women.  One is wife and the other is mistress.  I was kind of confused as I have never thought this is ever useful.  Maybe pleasurable.  In the end, he meant to say “usual”.

And before we boarded the train, Mohamed told me that VISION is his dream.  Then I replied, “I thought women is your dream.”  He then said, “No, it is VISION.”  And I said, “No, you should dream about women instead”.  In the end, Philip clarified that what Mohamed meant was “nightmare”.

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Ice Cream Saved My Weekend?

I hated this weekend.  Nothing worked out fine to me.  Phone call to JP yesterday was a disastrous when it came into money matter.  Today I could not find her.  Phone call to my Mum this afternoon was even worst.  I am fed up with all the family matter.

Yesterday I was “rejected” from a restaurant (Lunch) because I was a bit too late.  I swear the waitress said that the restaurant only served desert right now.  If only I knew French.  Today I went up earlier and they don’t open on Sunday.

Today’s lunch was different.  I went into this Cafeteria, self-serviced type.  So I just have to pick any food I like.  Happened to pick the steak and chips, one roll, a fresh Pineapple (Don’t understand why nowadays I love fresh fruit so much.), and a Pepsi Max.  The counter (French Lady) was very friendly as I asked for some butter.  Very abnormal but I guess some people will treat others better regardless of color.  And I sat inside for a few hours, reading a novel.  The steak was half cooked (French doesn’t like to cook things thoroughly) and I did not finish the food at all.

And I wanted to watch a movie.  As I could not pronounce the title, so I wrote it in a piece of paper.  But they all thought I wanted to watch the Night Club Show (LIDO).  Stupid French.  And then I moved onto the next one, and it was full.  Treated myself some good ice cream in Haagen-Dazs (Etoile) instead.