I fell for a Siam bu.

Before u guys judge me, please hear me out. I often frequent Thai disco / Siam Diu as a means to de-stress. I find that the loud music and spinning lights help take the stress away from my work.

Like any other visit, I sat at my usual spot when a petite silhouette from afar caught my attention. Her round eyes, sharp nose, and elongated legs is what many would consider “attractive”. Not to mention that her long and silky hair that is constantly brushing against her shoulder line; any man would subconsciously gravitate toward her and I was no exception.

I could not help but to glance in her direction without making it too obvious. I got caught eventually and we exchanged eye contact for a good 10 seconds. She understood the assignment and came over for a chat. As we began sharing more about each other, I realized that we have many things in common. We immediately clicked as though we had known each other right from the beginning. She introduced herself as “Moon.”

At that moment, I felt as though I had found my soulmate. Talking to Moon made me forget about my fatigue from work. It was as though time had stopped. Deep down, I was sincerely hoping that the conversation could last forever. Time flew quickly, and before I knew it, the place was closing for the night. We exchanged contact and parted ways.

The next day, my phone rang. On answering, I was greeted by a familiar voice. It was Moon. My face lit up knowing that I could connect with her again. We agreed to meet up at a Thai restaurant called NaNa at Golden mille.

NaNa restaurant is a famous Thai restaurant in SG. Moon claimed to be a frequent patron of the place as their food tasted close to home. She even use the opportunity to teach me the name of the dishes in Thai. Halfway through our meal, she was rudely interrupted by a phone call which led her to leaving the restaurant. She claimed that she had something urgent to attend to, and needed to excuse herself. She sounded anxious.

Feeling concerned, I quickly paid the tab and followed her. I was soon led to one of the floor exits where I found her seated on the stairs and sobbing uncontrollably. I approached her to check on her. My presence caught her off guard and, almost immediately, she apologized for leaving me alone in the restaurant. She then went on to explain what happened. Turns out, her mom was terminally ill, and needed money for her operation. Sympathizing with her plight, I agreed to help her out without much hesitation.

As I was about to get up and make the withdrawal. She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her. She gave me a peck on my cheek to express her gratitude. Things got heated up and we made love in a public space. Despite the shabby location, the sex was good and memorable. The day ended on a good note with her settling her family matters with my financial support.

That incident pulled us closer as we started hanging out more. Despite numerous warnings from my friends and family about her intention, I chose to believe her as I felt that the society perception towards hostress is based on stereotypes. Things, however, did get dubious when she started asking for more money…

Made the mistake of telling my landlord how much money I’ve been saving

I live in a rental unit, paying month to month. My landlord does all home maintenance and repairs on his own. A few weeks ago, we had a conversation about life.

He asked me about school, and work, and how I’m doing. He’s always extremely friendly. So much that I forget that I work for his money.

I made a huge mistake being too honest with him. I said I’d got a raise at work and I’m living frugally to save as best as I can.

“Nice work. How much more are you able to save each month?” I tell him after all my expenses, I have an extra $200 in my pocket every month.

I knew I said too much the very second he left the house.

Yesterday, my landlord tells me that he’s raising my rent $200/mo next month.

Just goes to show that if you work real hard, pull yourself up by the bootstraps, you can give your landlord the raise he deserves.

A man shared how he got rejected by a girl because due to his job as a Grab driver.

The girl described him as a handsome man but told him that they cannot be together as she prefers someone who is earning more money than a Grab driver.

Here is the story:

For the first time, a woman came out and said it: I don’t make enough money for her. For what it’s worth, I’m a working professional with a graduate degree, but in an “overeducated but underpaid” profession known as a Grab driver, where I won’t make much more than a comfortable middle-class income.

“I’m looking for a man who earns a bit more than I do. It serves to make up for the gender-based wage disparity that still predominates. Although you are handsome, a Grab driver is not something I am looking for”

Those were her exact words. Good luck in your search but please don’t talk me again.

She had the same income range as me, too. For what it’s worth, I didn’t send her some rude message; she mentioned her that she has high intelligence, and I just said that I could kick her butt in an IQ test. But apparently her “High IQ” comes with a ton of ego and she looks down on Grab drivers as she feels that a man should work a job that has a “future”.

I’m close to giving up. I do get contacted by a lot of women, but two-thirds of them are much, much older than me. The majority of women close to my age in my area have age range requirements that go far more years younger than older, often excluding me (e.g. 41 seeking 29-43).

I (f29) hate wearing rings and don’t want to wear my engagement ring. My (m30) fiancé is extremely hurt by this
I hate wearing rings and bracelets. They’re always uncomfortable to me and I can’t wear one for longer than a day before it starts to seriously impact my mood (I became really annoyed at everything / get angrier easier). I suspect I might have Aspergers or something because this is not the only sensory issue I have.

Everyone knows that I hate hand jewelry, including my fiancé. We’ve been dating for three years and he proposed a few months ago. When he proposed, he used a ring that’s been passed down in his family, and idk why I just kind of assumed it was more symbolic than anything else. Now though he’s really upset I don’t want to wear it. I offered to wear it on a necklace, but since it’s designed to be a ring the stone scratches my skin and is still very uncomfortable. I have very sensitive skin, and by the end of the day there’s a bunch of red scratches from where it irritated my skin.

I told him that he knows that I can’t wear rings or bracelets, but he said he thought I’d be able to put it aside for him. I really can’t imagine wearing the ring for the rest of my life, I tried to wear it for him but after a few days everyone was remarking that I was acting really aggressive and snapping at everyone. I just hate the feeling of wearing it so much. It’s hard for me to enjoy anything with it on.

My fiancé thinks this symbolizes that I don’t want to be with him or something. We’ve been struggling to find a compromise because he wants me to at least have the ring on my body because it’s significant to him and his family, and also doesn’t want to have it reworked so it’s more comfortable as a necklace. He’s really hurt I don’t want to wear it, and even said it makes him think I don’t want people to know I’m getting married.

Update

We broke up.

I brought up all the suggestions that the comments said, get it reworked into a more comfortable necklace, put it in a plastic container on a necklace so it wouldn’t have to be reworked, get a tattoo, all of it. He refused to hear it. The ring has been in his family for four generations and is extremely meaningful to him, so he did not want any compromise.

He also didn’t like that I would be married without a ring. He said it makes me look like I’m trying to hide the fact I’m going to be married or that I have a fiancé, and insinuated that I was cheating on him, which really hurt my feelings.

Two days ago I decided to try to wear the ring again to see if explore therapy would work or something. It did not work at all, all day at work I was distracted and uptight because it was on, and by the time I got home I felt extremely distressed and upset.

When I got home that day I was ready to just collapse on the couch, but my SIL and fiancé were home. I was not expecting my sil to be there.

Apparantly it’s tradition to throw a surprise party for engaged couples in my fiancés family. The bride is taken out to get her nails done with the women of the family, get beautified or something, and then meets the groom and the rest of the family at a random family members house for a party.

I hate surprises and I hate parties. I asked my fiancé why he didn’t warn me and he just said he didn’t want to ruin the surprise.

My sil knew that I didn’t like shopping, and so she had already gotten me a dress to change into for the event after we got our nails done. It was a very sweet and thoughtful thing to do, but it was covered in sequins and had beads hanging from the bottom which I already knew would make my sensory issues go crazy. My fiancé must have seen my face when I saw it, because he texted me that he would be reallly upset if I disrespected his sister by not wearing the dress.

By the time I got to the party I felt like a robot from how much I was shutting down. I still had the ring on too along with the dress, so I was just doing everything in my power to not start crying or have some sort of freak out.

A couple hours pass and I’m still feeling terrible, and then his cousin grabs my waist from behind to move me out of the way.

I hate being touched so much. I hate hate hate it I can hardly stand it on a good day. I screamed and I just couldn’t stop screaming and crying. His entire family just watched me shocked. My fiancé pulled outside and into the car and drove me home and was yelling at me the whole time, which made it worse.

The next morning he demanded an apology. I was so tired and exhausted and I just thought “what am I doing this for? Is this who I want to spend my life with?”

So I dumped him . I feel so light and free for the first time in forever. And now I don’t have to wear his stupid ring .