Sunday, July 16, 2006
Dinner at Joo Chiat
There was this guy staring at me during dinner.
I had gone out with my parents for dinner at Joo Chiat - one of my favourite "restaurants". You know the type of restaurant by the side of the road, with fans that creak in 1.5 second intervals, with tiles that started off being white but are now covered in a yellow hue. You know the type, the ones with not so great ambience but really great food.
Anyway back to this guy. I'm not really sure if it was a guy or not but let's call it a "he" anyway. He had a really white face, really white hands, really white t-shirt, and he wasn't ang moh. More importantly he was gazing at me, not staring at me with the gangster snarl across his face. He was gazing.
There's something about gays staring at you that makes you feel kinda nauseous. He was just poking at his food and gazing, only looking away when I gave him one of those stop-staring-or-I'll-make-you-female kind of looks and walked off. (My family and I were still waiting for a table at that time.) Maybe I'm being a little bit mean. I mean, perhaps he wasn't gay after all and was just staring at something behind me, perhaps at some hot girl sitting behind me all the while.
So my family and I finally managed to get a table. Coincidentally, the gay (oops I mean guy) had just finished his dinner as well and began walking off. I felt guilty for judging him solely by looks and not by his personality, I mean after all even the bible states that man looks at the outside, only God looks at the heart.
Feeling slightly ashamed, I turned to glance at him. But in that split-second glance, and to my horror, I could have sworn that he winked.
Posted by Table at 10:24 PM