This is my office table, you see something next to my monitor?
Yup, I was drinking beer in the afternoon taken from office pantry. Hey, I am no alcoholic, it just damn hot today, need to quench thirst as the matter of fact. Life at times, seems good to me.
I was invited to this party as my company have dealing with this hotel and the invitation card stated dress code: Traditional attire/smart casual. What is a traditional attire?
Sorry, I'm really ignorant in this area. Since I'm a Chinese, am I suppose to wear those Chinese worker's outfit in blue or grey and caps otherwise known as Mao suits. (Two-piece Chinese suit with a tunic-style jacket with a stand-up collar worn by Chairman Mao Zedong and the Chinese people under his regime).
So me and my three other colleagues went after work.
We came, we saw, we got a shocked.
The staffs who greeted us at the entrance, one was in a Japanese kimono outfit, another in Chinese kungfu shirt and yet another; see the lady in pink?
The staffs were wearing traditional attire but not the guest there.
They have belly dancer to entertain the guests and my eyes feasting on her. Yum Yum
I must say, they have very nice buffets with free flowing of beers & wines to go along. I was drinking until I could drink no more (Consider the fact, I'm driving back).
I scanned around and realise I am the only one who wear jeans. Who cares, I thought to myself and then someone tap my shoulder and strike a conversation with me. He said, “Sir, you are not in traditional attire?” I took a brief look, there was this chap in business attire with a tie and I reply.
Me: But I am
Him: You are wearing a shirt with jeans, doesn't look traditional to me.
Me: That's where you are wrong.
Him: Huh?
My answer bewildered him, so I quickly explained, “I'm in my traditional Ah Beng's wear.”
And I go on, “Today I forgot to wear my 1 kg of gold chain”
Having said that I proudly showed him my back jeans pocket and revealed a sharp-pointed comb hoping to impress him.
I added,
Me: Just now you called me 'sir' that the first time someone to call me 'sir' without adding 'you're making a scene' which is the characteristic of Beng.
He looked daze and I politely excuse myself for going to the gent as I told him, I needed to comb my hair.
Anyway, I left the place at 7:30pm as I have to wake up the next day at 3:30am for work.
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