Le docteur...

My mum came home yesterday morning.

I didnt want her to come home bearing gifts, but she still managed to buy things for each of us.

She also had a couple of stories to tell me...

Namely, when she got off her flight and was waiting to walk through immigration, there was an asian guy (who she says is tall and good looking) talking to himself in english. He was wondering whether he was in the correct line. My mother being the nosey woman she is, but trying to help him, told him that there wasnt a particular line he had to stay in, all lines take everyone, not just Vietnamese passport holders.

Then they got to chatting and mum asked him where he was from, since he spoke fluent english. He told her that he was from SG, and she then tells him that "her daughter was taking her to SG and KL for Christmas this year"...He then told her that when she was in SG that she should give him a call and he will take us around and show us SG.
O_O

Mum expected him to just write down his mobile number or something, but he hands her his business card...at the time she didnt have her glasses on and so she couldnt read his details, but she said that she would call if we made it to SG...she put the card away and after they went through immigrations they said goodbye and semi-made promises to meet at Christmas.

When my mother had some time, she took out her glasses and looked at the card expecting to see some weird title that she didnt quite know what it really meant he did for a living...and then she found that he wasnt a Mr So-&-so...but he was a Dr So-&-so.

*LoL*

Why cant i ever go on a trip and strike up a conversation with a tall good looking SINGLE guy, who happens to be a doctor???

In her desperation to get me married, i think she will make me call him if we do go to SG.