Never Too Old

My Cupcake Tree in Pet Society finally bore fruit.

I am Very Pleased.

Today, Suffering Pupil #1 told Suffering Pupil #2 that Suffering Pupil #2's new chair was akin to a Lamborghini in the world of swivel chairs - and the rest of us were stuck with the equivalent of a Toyota.

I pointed out to SP #1 that our chairs were more analogous to Suzuki Swifts.

SP #2 told me I could take his chair after next Wednesday, and I think he said that because that's our first day of PLC; however, he did say after next Wednesday - that means when we come back for our second tranche of pupillage I'm still entitled to it. SP #2 with the new chair, if you're reading this, this means you.

There's one thing I've come to realise in the past month - there are a good number of lawyers who don't deserve at all to be the butt of those awful jokes about lawyers that people seem to enjoy telling.

In fact, many of them work hard and work honestly for their keep, and are unpretentious, genuine, and family-oriented people.

Which was a nice surprise.

Just like my cupcake on my cupcake tree. It sells for 85 coins.

Annoying Post

With plenty of office and legal jokes to keep you amused, or else annoy you greatly because you're not clued in. Neh neh ni boo boo!

Like how today Judicial Manager Ho JM (JM Ho JM, geddit?) who is even lazier than Bart (I hesitate to say 'anti-social') sent out an email asking the pupils at the Law Firm Which Shall Not Be Named to have a gathering next Tuesday. I almost fell off my chair in shock and awe when I saw it, and hastened to dial his extension to find out whether someone had hijacked his computer.

No la it was ___ who asked me to plan!

Or how yesterday the DisConnected pupil from my department - the only one who has to sit in the library - got a new chair, because they changed the chairs of all those sitting in the library. He promptly emailed me to say I got a new chair!!!!!!!!

And when I told him I was really excited for him!!!! he said Yah. . . Come over for a chair-warming party soon!!!!

I want to steal the chair, but it'd be pretty obvious who did so.

The email which really made my day though, simply said (and pardon the French):

Omg

I fell asleep

Zzz

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In other news, there are no more Lexus cream cheese biscuits in the pantry. They have been replaced by the Cowhead Milk The Only Calcium Biscuit ones. Which aren't too bad, less oily than the aforementioned ones.

Also, if you've been wanting (needing, more like) to go to the loo for a little rest, just to sit on the throne and stare into space or close your eyes momentarily, but you've been thwarted in your attempts by that Very Useful Invention called the automatic flush, just stick a post-it over that annoying red dot that keeps foiling your plans.

Lest you think we're not earning our keep, we are. Trust me on that one.

Last Thursday
I had lunch and dinner at my desk.

It's Saturday, and I have never been happier to be in my denim cut-offs - I ruthlessly chopped off the bottom of my flared jeans about two years ago and have been happily wearing them as cut-offs since - and flip-flops.

Had lunch with Bart just now, after which Jon came to meet us - by the time we were at Venezia eating ice cream we all looked about ready to fall asleep.

Neat Things

Jon and I attended the wedding dinner of one of our common friends over the weekend - she's his primary school classmate, and also my neighbour - and it was one of the neatest, most organised weddings I've ever attended. Just like what you would expect from two civil servants, and I don't mean that in a bad way at all.

Not that it wasn't sweet, and XY looked really pretty - again, in a very sensible, responsible, solid sort of way: if I were a guy I'd have lost no time in proposing to her either - but it was just so NEAT. That's the only word to describe it. The tables were thoughtfully assigned to the various groups of people present, Canon in D was the song of choice as the couple walked in, the dried ice went off at the right time and there wasn't too much smoke; the slide show was entertaining and the voice-over perfectly-timed, the speeches of the bride and groom sensitive and serious, with just the right hints of fun.

Just like a government run event!

But there is definitely something to be said for NEAT and ORGANISED and CIVIL SERVANTISH things.

The dinner was at The Regent, and the food was FANTASTIC.

You know how you usually don't eat everything at wedding dinners, because they always start late, and the food's usually too oily and MSG-laden. But Jon and I finished every single course. I gave him my beehoon, that was a tad too oily for me. But everything else tasted good, and light, and we didn't even feel jelat when we left!

I was Very Impressed. Not quite sure whether it's because The Regent just does good wedding dinners, or because XY and her husband made extra doubly sure that they would deliver a good meal. I'm inclined to think it was the latter though.

They do know how to select scholars. XY told us she and her husband organised everything themselves!

If Jon and I organise our wedding ourselves, we can promise you beer, prawns, barbecue (chicken wings!) and beehoon at our wedding dinner, which will be held at a chalet in the East.

Whereupon we will suffer the wrath of both sets of parents. And it is kind of fun to have a wedding dinner. Especially a neat one, with fabulous food.

They got a xinyao band for the night too. Jon and I were most pleased.