I was standing outside a bank inside a shopping mall waiting for it to open when an old man came up to me and pointed at my tummy.
“You fat fat ah! Fat! Fat!” he said. “You never exercise? Why don’t you exercise?”
I stared at the individual in disbelief, but I didn’t say a word. I expected him to get the drift. But he just went on and on.
“Where do you stay?” he finally asked.
“Singapore,” I replied.
“Where in Singapore?”
“Singapore,” I repeated.
He grinned. “No, I mean which part of Singapore?”
“Singapore,” I said, slowly distancing myself.
Later in the queue, I saw him and two other women having a normal conversation.
What was that all about?