lunching with the B-O-double-S

boss edwin dropped in today with his usual "good morning everybody! ne hao!". he never fails to amuse me, either with his bubbly cheer or his weird dance moves.

11.50am was the time. "wanna go for coffee?" edwin said invitingly. i followed him to the canteen. surely enough, he insisted on buying me lunch and some teh si. now how's that for a boss? i had a chat with him about DSTA, ex-navy personnel at DSTA and work stuff. edwin used to be a diver in the RSN until he broke off at age 28. while in service, he was a 'diver all his life'. he supervised the diver training; "lee kuan yew's son and chief of navy trained under me."

after a short while, sales manager chris and chief engineer philip came over to join us. edwin shifted the subject of the conversation to his two aluminium speedboats which are christened melissa and natalie after his two lovely daughters (did i mention that they're awfully cute and sweet? shucks, if i were in primary school now i would date them. i think i've developed a crush). prefering speed over a quiet sailing ride, he enthused about the power behind the controls of a speedboat compared to the luxury of a yacht. yachts give you a very quiet and smooth ride, but the sails don't give much speed and mobility. the keel's huge, so it can only sail in deep waters. a speedboat, on the other hand, gives the the driver what he wants: raw power that leads to a thrilling adrenaline rush. he recounts an experience when he rode one of the boats out into the open sea at close to its maximum speed. imagine 200hp of force driving you against the wind and waves. what a beauty.


i listened and soaked up all the enthusiasm in his words like a sponge. now, besides a car and a house, a speedboat ranks high on my list of luxuries. given singapore's hectic lifestyle, it would be ideal to whisk my future girlfriend out to sea to enjoy the setting sun over a glass of champagne. damn, i want a boat badly.

philip then had a story of his own to share. a few nights back, a door-to door salesman popped up at his place. he was busy watching tv in his room, so his wife answered the door and, rather foolishly, let the hound in. and watched him do his sales pitch and demonstrations for over an hour. still, like all sensible housewives, she had to chase him out. after all, these people are the banes of suburbia. she ran to the room and informed philip of the situation. desperately, she gasped, "i'll give you a blow job if you get him outta here!" philip asked for two. oh man. we all burst out laughing. i got a glimpse of the married man's life. it's a tad chauvanistic and perverted. but hey, aren't we all sexual beings? edwin was eager to know more. "eh, tell us what happened after you chased him out." philip just gave us a wicked smile. that smile said it all.