Last night, working in a familiar place where I rather not disclosed, this young good looking twenty plus years old man wearing a red Manchester United shirt with Air Asia signature behind approached me while I was standing near the bar.
He was sleazy, unworthy, not my taste. He wished for my mobile number and my initial reaction was, he didn't buy me a drink, neither I've seen him or know his name. I told him to get me a drink first then I might think about it, he was reluctant to do so, I ignore him. It is just a drink worth RM 23.
He said, "I just want to be your friend and don't let money come in the way", I giggled and told him, "Do I look like I am here to be your friend? I'm here for the money." He felt ashamed and turned away, within seconds he came on again with his mobile phone and kindly enough, I gave him my money face. He never dared come back the rest of the night and I'm happy.
I've gotta work again tonight.
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