RocketJim's

Mum: There must be something wrong with the weighing machine. Somehow, I am getting heavier! This cannot be, I run on the treadmill everyday!
Dad: *laughs* Yes, blame the silly machine.
RJ: Maybe you are really getting fat.

My aunt and I enjoy catching Japan Hour every Sunday. Every week, we fawn and coo over the seafood and onsen recommended in the show. What a lovely lovely place. Anyway, I met up with my aunt today and we had a great time chatting about various stuff over at her place. Then...she started talking about this colleague of hers who is taking his JLPT 2 test soon.

Aunt: And he's tall!
RJ: Tall? Well, that's nice. Tall is good. Exactly how tall?
Aunt: He's way taller than me...he should tower over you even if you wear heels.
RJ: Oh.
Aunt: Ah!! I should take a picture of him on my phone and show it to you someday!
RJ: Did you tell Leng (cousin) about him?
Aunt: Oh not yet. When I learnt he spoke Japanese, I thought of you first.
RJ: Oh I see.
Aunt: He's quite a nice fellow. Many girls in my department are already eyeing him.
RJ: What about him?
Aunt: I don't think he is interested. Work afterall.

I was amused when she said that.

Aunt: Thank you so much, May! At least I know how to work this silly camera now.
RJ: Nah, no problem.
Aunt: Ah! Perhaps I can try to get into my workstation and see his picture!
RJ: Whose picture?
Aunt: Sam. Aiyah, the guy I mentioned earlier who speaks Japanese.
RJ: Oh, ok.
Aunt: Aww, no picture.
RJ: No wait, it's loading.
Aunt: Ah! See? There he is.
RJ: ...
Aunt: Not your type ah?
RJ: He is cute...like a mummy's boy you know?
Aunt: Ya! That was what I thought, he looks like a mummy's boy! Many girls are eyeing him. Not your type ah?
RJ: *rummages bag and found Lepra's LOVELY LOVELY gift (Thank you Lepra! I love u for the magazine!)* This guy is sooooo handsome! Isn't he? Isn't he? Soooo handsome!
Aunt: Sa-na-da Hi-ro-yu-ki...*pause* I think you like these 'cheng2 shou2' type?

I don't know what made her think that way since I have only shown her that ONE picture!

RJ: What about Fen?
Aunt: Umm, she likes pretty boys...like your sis lor. Sam leh?
RJ: No.

Went home and weighed myself on the machine. I don't think my mum was lying; there is really something wrong with it!