I was up at noon today with the phone thrembling on the bed-side table, and by 2 o’clock I was at Borders, on Orchard Road. That has got to be some kind of record, considering the sloth I am.
It was for a good cause. I haven’t met Pong+ for a long time, and he was only here for a few hours before flying back to bangkok. So the minutes count.
And there we were, over coffee after coffee, chatting about nothing and everything. He’s rather on the same wavelengh as I am, and the years did’t the meeting awkard, as I was with other old friends. This guy’s job is so cool. A fraud auditor working for a major bank, who globe thot all year round keeping things in check, and, many times, peoples behind bars. (He’d make a good lead character for movies) Our conversation this time was mostly on our plan for the next 1-2 years. Seems like we might be chancing up each other again in bangkok soon.