Chandrasamy modelling agency

It was a friday 9:40am and I was dressed down for work in a turquoise min-dress and quirky shell necklace, but my 4 inch white nine west heels were clicking impatiently on the newly cemented pavement as I walked towards the bus stop near my place. Despite having spikes as footwear, I could easily win a marathon stutting at lightning speed. was in a mad rush. Because after all, I was late for work. Very very late. Like almost an hour late.

As I reach a bend, I almost crashed into this dark skinned dude who look like he just crawled out of bed and is on a hunt for some breakfast at the nearby food stalls. Mid-20's looking, nothing spectacular, nothing memorable, except for a patch of pimply growth on his forehead, and I quickly forgot about him after 3 seconds, because the only thing on my mind at the moment was how can I teleport myself to office.

Anyway, a hundred metres ahead and someone slightly panting from behind me called out: "Hello, excuse me?"
I spunned around and it was that Indian dude.

Me (with a smile) : "Yes?" (I looked around half expecting that I dropped something)
Him: "Urmm, hello, I own a modelling agency, and I think you are gorgeous. Would you like to join?"

I surveyed that dude quizzically for about 2 seconds, before deciding that it was probably a scam (like a certain someone who has an online model portal and who tells wannabes that they can be famous for just S$50 of administrative fees) after deciding he didn't fit the profile of someone who can survive in the fashion and beauty industry.

Despite my impatience, I decide to not be a biatch and politely refused. But he didn't give up.

Him: "Well? Perhaps you could give me your number?"
Me: "Just out of curiousity, which modelling agency is that?" After a measured pause, "I know quite a few model bookers in town, so which one do you manage?"

After a string of hemming and hawing, he murmured something that sounded like Chandrasamy Models.

I was speechless from not knowing to laugh or cry, and wanted to tell him that even if his agency existed, I highly doubt his clientele base would be interested in my yellow skin.
I wouldn't look convincing in the pictorials for a sari boutique nor a prata TV commercial. The satire would be lost on me in a similar Camlin market pen commercial Http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKthceSGlyM
My yellow face will stick out like a sore thumb on billboards in Mustafa.
And where on earth is that supposed agency based? Mumbai or Chennai?

In the end, I just gave him a long meaningful stare, shook my head and walked away because I was really horribly late.

The drama on BBC with most happening character

Just some lame shit...
For those who are familiar with the legend of Merlin and King Arthur,
Who is the most happening character in Merlin?

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Answer:
Sir Lancelot;
Because he link and lance-a-lot (drink and dance-a-lot)

Hurhurhur. Pardon the inaccurate grammar, it's Singlish afterall.

Until recently, I have never been very fond of BBC Saturday evening family dramas, particularly because British humour (the irony of it) and lengthy make believes have never quite appealed to me. However I am now a great fan of Merlin on BBC One, a new 13 part drama series, set in the mythical city of Camelot. The drama is based on the trials and tribulation of young Merlin serving in King Uther/Arthur's court before his beard went into overgrowth, and his magical powers unsurpassed.

Deepavali

Amidst all the depressing episodes in my life, Deepavali was celebrated by feasting microwave-oven heated pratas and chicken curry in a can.

How legitimate are smoke breaks?

The smokers in my office make their daily pilgrimage, climbing 3 storeys down to the designated smoking area for a puff or two. They do that repetitively over the course of the day, while the non-smoking yours truly has her fat ass stuck onto the chair and eyes glued onto the too-glaring computer, frantically typing away to meet one of ther many deadlines.

And that got me wondering; I wondered, not because I was sore about the fact that my smoking colleagues gets about an hour of extra break everyday due to their nicotine addiction, but because I am woman and can multi-task between writing a press release, doing research and conjuring up fancy scenarios like this.

Although I have nothing against the act of smoking, and in fact have a sick obsession with inhaling the intoxicating second-hand fumes from Virginia Slims, I know for a fact that it is socially regarded as a bad habit.

Even though the frequent MC-takers are usually the non-smokers, it is scientifically proven that smokers are less likely to remain healthy for the company in the long run. Besides, to whom should we bill the additional 1 hour that is burnt off each day on chugging over-priced rolled up tobacco sticks?

Therefore theoretically, isn't it unprofitable for a company to encourage such habits, considering that smokers, too, take tea/food/shit/chitchat breaks like the rest of us.

And if smoke breaks are acceptable, why aren't fuck breaks acceptable?
Supposing smokers take a smoke break of 10 minutes every 2 hourly, that will add up to 40 minutes of extra break-time for every 8-hour working day. For a quickie, 20 minutes would suffice, and supposing I only take 2 fuck breaks a day, I wouldn't be taking any more time off than the smokers in my company.

Fucking, carried out safely, is a healthy activity. it releases endorphines which increases work productivity, with no known negative side effects. Even insurance agents don't increase your premium for indulging in sexual activities more than twice a day, unlike that of smokers.

But I don't foresee bosses to be thrilled if such a scenario were to arise:

"Boss, I am feeling horny now, can I cross over to the next building for a quickie?"

Or when moving offices,"Boss, where's the nearest quickie area?" as opposed to, "Boss, where is the nearest smoking area?"

In fact, I think by asking the former, I'd be more likely to get the sack sooner.

But my point is, both are fringe activites that eat off time from work. Both are time-consuming activities that will take time off one's usual working schedule. But if one is a lesser evil than the other, why isn't it accepted?

That said, I am not about to start indulging in fuck breaks anytime soon, nor am I secretly jealous of my smoking counterparts for having "more" break-time than me. As stated right at the beginning of this entry, this is purely stemmed out of my own nonsensical musings following a very interesting discussion with a friend.

And also because I am a multi-task-abled woman.

Latest PR trivialities from the rumour mill

News coming from a better-informed source on industry happenings than Marketing Magazine is always welcomed, especially when it is a piece of negative news regarding a certain brightly coloured Public Relations agency which I absolutely detest.

For the purpose of this entry, lets call my source "Live radar"

Live radar has it that the PR agency's cocky-windbag of a PR Manager pissed off a major client and told her to "Fuck off" upon her scrutiny of his lacklustre work, mostly because he was unable to deliver what was expected of him.

In addition to that, the EXTREMELY high turnover rate of that particular company for the past 1 year has been under constant scrutiny and a hot gossip topic among industry people, including the recent resignation of a respectable and experienced senior within the company.

I could go on and on about how that aforementioned Manager looks like the kind of fish stewed in curry fish head because of his huge prominent fish lips and fish-like jaws; or how I mistook a HUGE sack of potatoes lying on the floor at a grocery store, for one of their top executives and yelped in horror. (The key word is HUGE, hence it is hihglighted in bold)

Disclaimer: The above narrative is completely fictitious (if you believe me) :D:D

Play in the LUXE mansion

Fancy being served with strawberries-in-champagne by sexy male butlers (read:topless and buff)?

Wanna be among the first in the whole of Asia Pacific to preview?

Then RSVP to my gmail by 10th October 2008 (FRIDAY) with your contact details and I will reply you.

My office contact details are being cropped away to prevent some jokers from dropping bombs.

To DIDA: Too bad, I would have asked you, but now I can only ask Lisa. lol~

Put your old bras to good use

Do you have bras that you refuse to wear because they look like they are for women above the ago of 70? Or perhaps they just don't fit any more? Donate them to The Salvation Army through any Chalone outlet this October. Donated bras can be of any colour and brands but should be in clean, good and wearable condition.

On top of that, get a rebate value of up tot $40 if you purchase a Chalone bra at the same time.

October is the Breast Cancer Awareness month, and in support of the activities organized by the Breast Cancer Foundation. Breast cancer is the commonest cancer in Singapore women and about 1000 women are diagnosed with the cancer annually. Wear the pink ribbon in support of the activities organized by the breast cancer association.