Directions

Was minding my own business at a little corner of Orchard MRT. With arms folded, I was "fishing" with my eye power and admiring the scene of the morning crowd, specially half of them. (while waiting for Ginway) =D.

My concentration was broken when a lost soul came to approach me for directions. For the umpteenth time, I have been asked by people to direct them to anywhere and everywhere. Japanese, Filipinos, Singaporeans, etc all nationalities. What the heck did I do that always make people come ask directions from me (there's like a ton of others waiting at Orchard as well; and they had to come find me)?? And I thought I was inconspicuous enough. Do I look like a MAP to you? Does my nose have a shape of a compass? Like, "Where is CK Tang ah?" "Ommmph..ummm...I feel...that it is that way, where my nose twitches..."

Please, don't approach me for directions next time. I am

NOT A MAP, and I will and growl, bark and bite the next time a bugger ask me for "where is blah blah blah...".