They never fail to remind you...

A financial advisor came over to my place earlier this afternoon to meet my mom regarding her investments and savings. In her twenties, she is a tall (for a Singaporean female), slim, well-dressed lady with pleasant voice and features. And also a good choice for dating too, if MY MOM might add.

After the meeting, Jasmine (the financial advisor) left and we had our lunch. The following conversation ensued:


Mom (casually): What do you think of Jasmine?

Me (alert sensors all over sounded their sirens) : Huh?

Mom: Do you think she's a nice girl?

Me (maximum alert status by now): She's ok.

Mom: How old do you think she is? About your age?

Me ('operationally ready'): I think so.

Mom: As long as you feel that she's ok, you can try dating her...

Me (state of emergency declared): You shouldn't talk too much while eating. It's bad for health.


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That's not all. Last night, Christopher was probing into my social life. Or rather, the "other half" aspect of my social life. Probed left right up down front back until he realised that he wasn't able to get anything at all out of me and he finally gave up.

I wonder whose turn will be it to ask similar questions when I meet NUSSDU gang for dinner later.....