It was a normal day, or at least it was supposed to be. As I arrived to work, I was filled with a sense of joy and accomplishment – I had just finished my probation period and was looking forward to my continued work with the company.

Little did I know that my day was about to take a drastic turn.

As I began to settle into my desk, I heard a commotion in the hallway. I knew something was wrong and my heart sank as I heard the news. Our company had made the difficult decision to layoff several people and my name was included on the list.

I was in shock. After all the hard work I had put in over the past few months, I was now being let go. It felt like a kick in the gut. I had been so close to achieving my professional goals and I was now back at square one.

My mind began to race as I tried to think of what to do next. How would I support myself? How would I explain this to my family and friends? What job opportunities would be open to me? All these thoughts clouded my mind as I struggled to process the news.

The shock soon gave way to anger. I felt betrayed by the company. I had worked hard to prove myself and yet, here I was, being thrown out like a piece of trash. I wanted to yell and scream, to make them understand what they had done to me. But I knew it would be futile.

“Your just another employee”

In that moment, I was filled with a sense of sadness. All my hopes and dreams had been dashed in an instant. I had worked so hard to get to this point and now I was back to square one. My emotions were a roller coaster ride and I felt utterly defeated.

It took me a few days to get over the shock and disappointment of being retrenched. I had to take a step back and reassess my situation. I had to find a way to move forward and make the best of the situation.

I had to start from the bottom again, but this time around I was determined to make it work. I updated my resume and applied to multiple jobs. I networked and reached out to my contacts. I also took the opportunity to upskill myself and learn new skills. I was determined to come back stronger than ever.

But the world is cruel, It’s been 3 months and I have not gotten any replies yet, really no point being Loyal or whatever term you like.

“Your just another employee”, disposable and expandable.

I think for a long time now I have been really fed up with guys that are always drunk. It seems like the only thing they know how to do is drink and party. I’m not saying that drinking or going out is bad, but when it’s the only thing a guy does, it just doesn’t cut it for me.

I’m a 20-something girl and I’m looking for someone to date who can match my ambition and drive. I want someone who has goals and is working towards them, someone who is passionate and motivated. I don’t want to have to deal with someone who is always hungover and wasting their time.

It’s really frustrating because there are a lot of guys out there that can make money, but they don’t know what to do with it. Instead of investing or saving, they just blow it all on drinks and partying.

It’s like they don’t realize how important it is to have a plan in life and it’s really off-putting for me.

I want someone who is going to be able to provide for me and our future family. Sure, I can make money too, but I want someone who is going to be able to contribute and build something meaningful with me. I don’t want to be constantly worrying about money because my partner isn’t taking it seriously.

I’m sure there are guys out there that like to party and drink, but also have a plan for their lives. I really want to find someone who can be responsible and work hard, but still know how to have fun. I feel like guys that are always drunk are just too irresponsible and immature for me.

It’s really important to have a sense of balance. I want someone who can make money, but also enjoy life and have fun.

It’s not an either/or situation, it’s about finding the right balance. I just don’t want to be with someone who is always drunk and has no ambition in life.

I know what I want and I’m not going to settle for less. It’s hard to find someone who can make money and still have a good time, but I’m sure they’re out there. I just have to keep looking until I find the right one. In the meantime, I’m just going to stay away from guys who are always drunk.

My experience with dining and dashing is one that I will never forget.

I had gone out to dinner with friends, and the waiter was completely ignoring us. We had been there for over 20 mins, and no one had taken our order

It all started when we arrived at the restaurant. We had made a reservation and were expecting to have a pleasant evening, but it quickly became apparent that we were not going to have a good time. We waited for close to 20 minutes before the waiter finally came to our table. He took our drink orders, then proceeded to ignore us for the next 45 minutes. He checked up on other tables, but somehow managed to avoid us.

At this point, I had had enough. I tried to flag him down multiple times, but he still wouldn’t come to our table. I was getting increasingly frustrated, and my friends were starting to get impatient as well. After an hour of waiting, I had had enough. I stood up and announced that we were leaving.

We all got up and started walking out of the restaurant. I glanced at the waiter one more time, and that’s when I noticed that he was watching us. I couldn’t believe it. He had been ignoring us for an hour and now he was suddenly interested? I decided to teach him a lesson.

I turned to my friends and said, “Let’s go. We’re dining and dashing.” I knew it was wrong, but I felt like I had to do something. We quickly left the restaurant without paying, and I could see the waiter’s face as we walked out.

I’m not proud of what I did that night, but I felt like I had to stand up for myself. As a customer, I should not have to be ignored for an hour. Unfortunately, too often, restaurant staff can get away with treating customers poorly. This was my way of making a statement and showing that I would not stand for it.

I understand that this was a drastic action, and I could have handled the situation better. I don’t believe in dining and dashing, and I regret my decision. I’m just glad that I didn’t get caught.

Working for a boss who has no money to pay salaries is not fun. In fact, it’s downright stressful and demoralizing.

I’ve been there, working for a boss who’s been so strapped for cash that he couldn’t even pay us salaries, yet he still expected us to come to his wedding ceremony and give him red packets. It was a strange request, but I understood why he wanted it.

In Chinese culture, red packets are a symbol of good luck, prosperity and blessings. By giving these red packets, my boss was hoping that our presence would bring blessings and luck to his marriage. (But of course even if I go I would be cursing him)

At first, I was reluctant to go. After all, if my boss had money to pay for his wedding, why couldn’t he pay us our salaries?

But then I realized that this was a cultural thing. I was expected to go, even if it meant I had to put aside my resentment and go without any money.

$2 ang bao

So I went, and I brought my red packets ($2 as a sign of protest). It was a strange experience, because while I was there, I was surrounded by people celebrating the union of my boss and his bride, while I was still unsure of when I would get my wages.

But I was also there to wish them luck and share in their joy. It was a difficult moment, but I was glad I went.

At the end of the ceremony, my boss gave me a hug and thanked me for coming. It was a gesture I had never expected from him, and it touched me. I realized that he had noticed that I had gone out of my way to be there for him, even though I was not getting paid.

Wait till the ceremony ends and he goes back to see how much I gave him.

I remember the first time I went to Sentosa beach with my female friends. We were all excited to spend a day at the beach and relax under the sun. We brought our swimsuits and towels and started looking for the perfect spot to settle down.

While we were walking around, I noticed that my female friends were constantly looking at 6 pack guys. I was taken aback by this because they had previously told me that they didn’t like 6 pack guys.

They said they were too “perfect” and not their type.

Nevertheless, my female friends kept staring at 6 pack guys until they were drooling. It was so obvious that they were completely mesmerized by these guys and could not take their eyes off them. I couldn’t help but to laugh at the situation because it was so unexpected.

My female friends were like little kids in a candy store; they were so excited to find something they liked that they were drooling over it. I found it amusing that they were so taken aback by the 6 pack guys; it was like they had never seen anything like it before.

When I asked them why they were staring so intently at the 6 pack guys, they simply said that they thought they were hot. I couldn’t believe it; I felt like I was living in an alternate universe or something.

Hypocrites

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my female friends were actually attracted to the idea of the 6 pack guys. They were attracted to the idea of perfection and the idea of a perfect body. It was like they were drawn to the idea of something that was unattainable.

Such hypocrites when they say I’m a pervert looking at hot girls.

What a day at Sentosa Beach.

As a single man living in Singapore, I often find myself attending different clubs and bars around the city.

I’m always looking for something a bit different and exciting, somewhere I can feel a sense of freedom and a sense of escape. In my search for something new, I recently stumbled upon a Thai disco.

I had heard stories of other people going there, but I had never been myself. I was a bit hesitant at first, but I decided to give it a shot. From the moment I stepped in, I knew I had found something special. There was an energy in the club that was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

The music was loud and vibrant, the lights were flashing, and the people were dancing and having a great time. I felt like I had found a place that allowed me to be myself and have some fun.

But what really caught my attention was the women.

Unlike the “realistic local women” I had been used to seeing in Singapore, these women were exotic and beautiful. They were dressed to impress and had an aura about them that was completely different from anything I had seen before. I was mesmerized.

I quickly realized that these women were from Thailand and had come to Singapore to work as entertainers. I was intrigued by the fact that they seemed so free and confident in their own skin. They were also incredibly friendly and welcoming. As I talked to them, I found out that they had come to Singapore to pursue their dreams of becoming singers and dancers.

I spent the rest of the night dancing and talking with these amazing women. It was a refreshing change from the monotony of the clubs and bars I had been attending in Singapore. I felt like I had been transported to another world and had discovered a hidden haven of beauty and fun.

The experience at the Thai disco opened my eyes to a whole new world of possibilities. I realized that I could find a place to escape from the mundane and be surrounded by exotic beauty and energy. I also learned that I could have a great time without worrying about the judgment of others.

I will definitely be going back to the Thai disco soon. It has become my go-to spot for an escape from the “realistic local women” in Singapore. It’s a place where I can truly be myself and have a great time.

I am starting to find dating boring, tiring and expensive. I also find that it is unfair that guys have to do almost everything. I will be putting the juicy part about me complaining about girls’ lack of efforts in dates in the 3rd last para. Burn me if you want to in the comments section. If you think girls put in a lot more effort than guys, list the things in the comments as well. Would love to hear about those.

Most of the time it goes to 2-3 dates and some don’t even go beyond 1. The worst ones are those that you spend weeks or months on the app and never meet in real life. I love it when they find something stupid to stop dating me like my salary or my choice in music (yup that happened) or because I don’t drink alcohol or the best one and the most common one, because I want to have intercourse after marriage. I do ask them why they want to stop and those are the reasons they give. The more polite girls use the ghosting method which makes me feel more respected

My salary, though average, is definitely sufficient to run a family. I am just not rich. You do realize that I could get a better job in the future right? I might be the next Elon Musk who speaks Singlish. Get ready to eat your words! Oh yes, if I was a girl and I wanted to sleep with the guy after marriage, my wish is to be respected and I am apparently holy. If I have the same request as a guy, I am a loser? Love the double standard!!! I only reject girls who are rude, manipulative or think they are made of gold unlike everyone else

The rule is that guy has to pay for the first date so free meal for the lady. If I ask to go dutch, I seem petty. If I pick a simple place, they complain so I have to find something that is at least mid-tier. To be honest, I don’t mind paying for meals even it means for the rest of our lives together. The problem is that we stop seeing each other after a few dates and this happens so often. I am losing a lot of money.

I also feel that the guy has to put in more effort. Come on, the competition is rough out there. I am not exactly Chris Evans. To make myself stand out, I have to put in a lot more effort. Based on the person’s profile, I would think of a relevant place or activity for the dates. I would research the things they mention in their profile like a certain sport or some famous figure. We will have more to talk about and most of the time, it impresses most of them except for the ice queens. They just need to come and enjoy the date, no effort from them at all. They might not even remember my profile or what was in it. If the date sucks, then it is my fault. Yes, I feel amazing when that happens, especially listening to them complain.

I have done this dating thing so many times that I have a routine like those guys performing shows on stages. I have experimented on various jokes or types of humor and found the most optimal ones. The only thing is that since I pay attention to their profile, I might customize it to them. We also talk about things. Literally the same darn things. Deal breakers, interests, etc. Same thing over and over and over and over and over and over and over (approaches infinity).

As I mentioned, I am not Chris Evans but I do groom myself as best as I can. Most girls would come to dates in a decent outfit. I love it when girls come as if they just woke up from their bed and show how much they care about the date.

I find the lack of effort from girls extremely annoying. Some come to dates not remembering my profile. If the conversation is dry, I have to be the one who has to keep it lively and prevent it from turning awkward. Most girls don’t even try anything. They get a free meal on the first date. They don’t have to plan dates. They can give the uninterested face and it is fine. If I do it, then it is a sin.

Out of all the girls I have dated, only 3, that is right, only 3 girls have seemed to put in the effort. 2 of them made an effort to keep the conversation fun. The last girl planned the second date voluntarily. I am still friends with all 3 of them till today because they are WORTH IT.

Honestly, I don’t mind putting in the effort. It is fun to do some of the things. If nothing else, the least I expect is for the girl to put effort into the conversation and as a plus, remember something about me from my profile or our chats. The problem I have is that despite putting in all the effort, it keeps failing for stupid reasons (2nd para). Guys deserve to be respected too by the way.

When I first heard that some companies really do call the referees listed on job applications, I was shocked. It had never occurred to me that something like this could happen.

My character referee really received a phone call from my potential employer

I had always just assumed that my references were just for show, and that no one would ever actually call them. But, it turns out that I was wrong.

Now, I understand that it is incredibly important to choose the right character referee when applying for a job. I know that if I choose someone who is not a strong reference, it could potentially hurt my chances of getting the job I want.

It could also reflect poorly on me if the company calls the referee and gets a bad review.

I am speaking from experience because I chose a former supervisor who I had worked with for several years in my previous company.

Even though we were not on very good terms, I was sure that he would help me speak some good words to my potential employers.

He ended up not putting a good word for me because we were not on good terms

Unfortunately, it didn’t end up working out the way I had hoped. When the company called my referee, they were not as positive as I had expected.

They gave me a bad review, and the company ended up choosing someone else for the job.

This experience has taught me a valuable lesson: it is incredibly important to choose the right character referee when applying for a job.

It could mean the difference between getting the job or not. I would advise anyone who is applying for a job to put a lot of thought and consideration into who they choose as their character referee.

It could make all the difference in the world.

I remember the first time I ever went into a pub. I was 21, and it was a huge milestone for me. I had been looking forward to going out to a bar and having a few drinks with my friends, and finally, the day had come.

I arrived at the pub with a few of my friends, and we looked around in awe at the place. It was definitely not what I expected, but I was excited nonetheless. We all ordered our drinks and settled down at a table.

All the aunties drooled at the sight of me

That’s when I noticed the ladies at the bar. They were in their 40s and 50s, and they were all dressed up. They were talking and laughing, and it was obvious that they were having a good time.

Then, one of them noticed me. She looked at me for a second and then, without saying a word, she smiled at me. I felt a little bit uncomfortable, and I could feel my cheeks turning red.

She then asked me how old am I and I replied that I am 21.

The ladies then all started to drool, like they were all excited that I was a young 21-year-old. I felt a bit strange, like they were all trying to flirt with me or something.

I think they wanted to have ‘fun’ with me or something, but I didn’t want to go there.

The ladies then started to buy me drinks, which was nice of them, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit uncomfortable. I wanted to get out of there and go back to my friends, but I felt like I couldn’t because it would be rude.

I eventually left the pub with my friends, and I was glad to be away from the ladies. I had a great time at the pub, but I couldn’t help but feel a little bit uncomfortable with their attention.

That was when I realised that I’m definitely not into the ‘mother’ stuff.