Fuck. I was yet again being cheated of, and this time round an Indian boy. It was really no big deal, but I was really pissed over it. The boy approached me in the supermarket to lend my handphone for a call, claiming that his phone's prepaid hi-card had no credits left. The call was a fairly short one that took at most a minute or two. A few minutes later, when I went for a smoking break at a coffeshop nearby, I saw that bugger walking on the streets in a distance, talking on his handphone. If not for the unfinished drink on my table, I would not hesitate to confront him and clarify this issue. I'm irritated. With every such incident, my level of trust in people (Singaporeans) drops. I used to be a firm optimistic believer of "A World without Thieves". Well, not anymore, especially after the Malay bitch's incident. I don't even feel like donating to any charity organisation or handicaps on the streets. They all look like cheats to me.
Once during the break of dawn, at Bishan Junction 8, while awaiting the first train to arrive, a monk approached me. He showed me a card with signatures and names on it. On the last column are numbers like 20, 30, 50, etc. He asked me to write my name in, and put in on the next column what I would like to pray for. Similar to previous scribblings, I wrote a "平安" (safe). He then gave me a small golden card with Kuan Yin Goddess on one side, and some chanting scripts on the other. Then he told me to (note: he did not ask) write a figure in the last column. I knew it meant a donation, but he did not explain that column is for donation, not until I ask. He said, "twenty or thirty is fine. Can be any amount." I reply him that I'm not donating. His face turned irritated all of a sudden. He sounded sacarstic," you dun even have $5? Any amount is fine." With the golden card still in my hand, I said no and walked away. I thought this cheat monk is a disgrace to the religion.
Yesterday, I went for an audition with a company that is looking for freelance singers. This company planned to hold live concerts in public places, and therefore is recruiting singers. At the audition was two other candidates. After some introduction, I went ahead first with "Heaven Knows" by Rick Price. As usual, it went terribly wrong as I started the song with a key too high, resulting in the inability to reach the highest point of the song. The other two candidates were Janice and Alex. Janice has a wonderful soft voice, while I think Alex sucks big time. Well, the interviewer told Alex that he was officially recognised in her team of singers. Then she brought me and Janice into the office, and told us that we can sing well, but we need more trainings on speech and drama, in order for us to perform well live on stage. I agree with her totally, but the point that she had scraped away the course on going through voice training made me suspicious. She had previously criticised about my techniques in singing, and now I'm only required to go through speech and drama course. This course costs $360 for 8 lesson over 2 months. It came to my mind straight away: another money cheating sucker. I suspect that after 2 months of training, she might well kick me out of the team still, with the excuse that I 'm still not good enough. I went on to suspect that everything is a fraud, a conspiracy to cheat me of my money. I even suspect that Alex was part of the ploy to convince me into joining the team. I also doubt the qualification, quality and professionalism of the course instructor. Janice had easily agreed on taking the course. She might be the accomplice too.
All this went through my mind at that point of time. After coming out of the audition, I realised that I was becoming very overly suspicious of strangers and coporates, especially when dealing with issues involving money. It could be a plus point for me to be on alert mode in unfamiliar situations, but I feel sad to realise that I have lost serious faith in people.
Stangers are dangerous and evil.
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