my weekend
A young couple just knocked on my door. Agressive young thingies. Good for them. But hey, it's a Sunday and it's dinner time! I want my peace. I don't need these young things to come and asked me if I am concern about the rising cost of CPF. Huh, u can help it meh? Stop inflation meh? Come on, who is not concern? BUt concern as I am, I don't need this young fellows to intrude on my precious off hours to chat about it. Can they really help? I got Dicky my financial advisor. I got Patrick, my insurance and retirement planner....i don't need these kids. Actually these kiddos put me on a dilemma. I tell myself; my Bezner is growing and is at the age of taking up part time jobs. Wesley follows closely behind. Job like tele marketers, surveyors etc... So for the reasons of what goes around comes around, I try to entertain. But these people will call u at the most awkward hours. Actually really pity them too. .What is a good hour? During normal office hour when i am with c...