Monday, July 27, 2009

Coming face to face

passenger,computer

Connecting with people is never easy. It’s a gift, a skill, a knowledge, an art.

Some people likes to talk as well as to listen. Some just listen, only to voice out at the right time. Some never listen at all. Which one is the best? It depends on the content of the conversation as well as to whom one is talking to.

During my stay in Italy, I have the privilege to be invited to numerous family dinners. Greetings are exchanged heartily. The parents interact with their children with ease. The children discuss issues with their parents confidently. Every gathering has been filled with communication.

In contrast, those relatives in Singapore who visit us every year merely sit down on the sofa gazing at the tv. For each question, they deliver a one-word reply mechanically. Nothing more, nothing less. It never even strike their mind to inquire about the elders’ health. So why bother turning up?
Even in a friend’s gathering, some people are withdrawn before their arrival. They are oblivious to the surrounding, engrossing in their own world and checking their mobile phone constantly for SMS. They are not being shy. They just do not have a clue what to say or how to relate to others. And again that question: Why bother turning up?

As a matter of fact, knowing how to communicate with people, what to say or how much to listen, are a part of life. Associating too much with computers tempers one’s interpersonal skills. One becomes more secluded and take less interest in others. As Elton John’s song goes: “It’s sad, so sad, it’s a sad sad situation.” The new generation knows how to deal with a computer but does not know how to connect with one another.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

what doctors say

When we visit the doctors, sometimes we do not understand their comments. Below are what they actually mean. :

"Well, what have we here...?"
He has no idea and is hoping you'll give him a clue.

"Well, we're not feeling so well today, are we...?"
I'm stalling for time.

"If it doesn't clear up in a week, give me a call."
I don't know what it is. Maybe it will go away by itself.

"Let me check your medical history."
I want to see if you've paid your last bill before spending anymore time with you.

"Well, now, we have some good news and some bad news."
The good news is, I'm going to buy that new BMW. The bad news is, you're going to pay for it.

"This should be taken care of right away."
I'd planned a trip to Hawaii next month but this is so easy and profitable that I want to fix it before it cures itself.

"Let me schedule you for some lab tests."
I have a forty percent interest in the lab.

"Let's see how it develops."
Maybe in a few days it will grow into something that really needs to be cured.

"I'd like to prescribe a new drug."
I'm writing a paper and would like to use you for a guinea pig.

"That's quite a nasty looking wound."
I think I'm going to throw up."

"This should fix you up."
The drug company slipped me some big bucks to prescribe this stuff.Hope it works...

"Everything seems to be normal."
Rats! I guess I can't buy that new beach condo after all.

"I'd like to run some more tests."
I can't figure out what's wrong. Maybe the kid in the lab can solve this one.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Have I seen you somewhere?


My face does not launch a thousand ships. Neither do I have the misfortune to be the spokesman for Potex. (a brand for WC) I am just the average guy that easily disappears in a crowd. In fact, so common my look is, that I am often mistaken for someone else.

“You look and behave exactly like the professor in my class. Are you sure you don’t have another twin brother?” I wish I have one, so that I go rob the bank, and he takes the blame for it.

“I saw you last month. You were selling deep fried grasshoppers in southern Thailand, right?” Fortunately at the time, I was in some far away village selling dead rats. Why? You expect a discount from me?

The latest statement came from a nurse in the hospital where my mother was staying.
“you look familiar, I am sure I have seen you somewhere.”
“Ahem,” I replied, “I certainly hope that ‘somewhere’ is not in the morgue!”

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The perfect world

Read from somewhere :

Heaven is a place where:
The lovers are Italian
The cooks are French
The mechanics are German
The police are English (!!!)
And it's all run by the Swiss


Hell is a place where:
The lovers are Swiss
The cooks are English
The mechanics are French
The police are German
And it's all run by the Italians