Thursday, February 19, 2009
` 7:02 PM
George Clooney walked passed me and give me a weird smile. He signal to Brad Pitt that he need to go off soon. Brad folded his eyebrows showing that he doesn't wanna leave just yet. Angelina is having a tiring time coping with the kids and they haven't had much chance to be alone like this for a good few hours. Tom Cruise grabbed George by the arm and urshered him out of the room, whispering "give them some space will you?" thinking that no one can hear him at such a soft voice. But i did.
Jessica Alba then moved over to the table beside me and started typing out loud on her Mac. No, she did not shift over because she thinks that i am cute. She came over because there was a power pulg next to my table and she could plug in for her laptop. Nonetheless, i wouldn't mind her beside me, who would anyway?Gwyneth Paltrow then stood up from her seat 6 rows away from me and made her way to the photocopying machine 20m down the shelves on my left. Her glasses were on and she looked so engrossed in her book. Poor her doesn't know how to use that old machine that she spent almost 10 minutes trying to make one copy. If not for Ben Stiller, she would have spent another half an hour figuring out that she need a cashcard to photocopy, its not for free. Ben then walk back to the shelves, took some old books which i was definitely impressed that he managed to find such book ,lest take back to read. It titled " How to be serious amidst the joking crowd? - A guide to corporate discipline".
Just as i was thinking of going back to work, Jessica leaned over to my table and asked "geez, do you know where is the washroom?" I told her that there is no wash room here, she need to go downstairs, exit from the main entrance and the nearest washroom will be about 30m from the entrance on her right. "Thanks dude" she said and went on her way. Leaving her laptop on the table with a big notice pasted on the table saying:
" Do Not Leave Your Valuables Unattended!Place Close Attention to Your Personal Belonging!"
I shrugged my shoulder knowing that some people just wont listen to instruction. I look across the room again and realise Brad and Angelina has left. Such swift action. Was thinking i could have caught them and make some small talk with them. Alas, i shall carry on with my work.
Then i startled. I realise i forgot to tell Jessica that she needs to bring her matric card along when she exit or else she cant enter again! Her card was left lying on her messy table and she, was gone. I was wondering if i should grab the card and wait for her downstairs. But i reckoned that perhaps helping her pack up her stuff, grab her Mac and go home with it would be a better option. In any case, there are plenty out there who would pay millions for a Jessica Alba's personal laptop that has got her touch and fingerprints on it even if they don't know her password.
I think i have struck rich!
~Adapted from
Short stories at 7pm for sharing in the midst of quietness, tiredness, lonliness, fascination and of everything in Hong Sui Sen Memorial Library (Dreams shall be Dreams)
PS: Bring your matric card along to pee!
~Mr Jen has spoken.