The evaluator evaluating a speech, “the opening of your speech was good, the body was well-organized and the conclusion was intriguing. Blah blah blah”
The general evaluator evaluating the evaluator’s evaluation, “when you are evaluating a lady’s speech, and you kept saying things like ‘I like your body…I like your opening…’ it became very…intriguing.”
The house was brought down. Yours truly was banned from playing the role of general evaluator for life.
It started when I was resigning from my last job effective 20.3.2008 and waiting to start my new job in 1.4.2008. So, what am I supposed to do with the 10 days’ holiday? Initially I thought of going back to Penang and take a break. Then I bumped into a short ad on Internet, employing a locum for a clinic in Labis because the doctor was away due to some emergency. I called and was employed. Labis, a place that I would otherwise never set my foot on.
I took a bus to Segamat, since my friend SY volunteered to drive me to Labis from his hometown. There were only 5 passengers on the bus. And when the bus reached Tangkak, 4 got off and I was the only one left. I was reading the ‘very short stories’ book and thought that was a good setting to develop some story. The bus driver was a middle-aged Malay man who smoked. I remembered somebody said that all good stories are either about love or death. Writing a love story about my character and the bus driver?
No way! Over my death body! But wait! I had a better idea, over HIS death body! And the rest is in the story.
He took a deep breath and solemnly said, “ I have to confess…I am married…3 years ago. Ever since our son was born, she became unreasonable…” He buried his face in his trembling hands and his body was shaking. She was dumbfounded, pale as if life was vacuumed from her body. She was searching for words when he looked up, smiled and said, “April Fool! Gotcha!”
She slapped him and left.
“That was close!” she thought after she composed herself.
She was just a thought away from confessing her secret.
