BKK Part 2 - Cheapskate

After freshening up, my first and only stop for the day was at the tailor's.  I wanted to get some pants sewn and I needed to alter my suits badly.

I intended to sew two pairs of pants and a shirt.  Just to try them out.  They have suited me but I have never tailored made my pants and shirts.  I thought this would be a good opportunity to do so.

The staff at the shop sure know how to do business.  They were telling me to sew more.  I did not want to.  They then started showing me the odds and end cloth pieces.  I know that they normally have leftover cloth  enough for just a pair of pants.  These type of cloth are cheap because they are odd pieces.  There were some really nice pieces.  Cashmere wool.  Soft.  One touch, you will know that these are real stuff. 

So instead of two pairs it became four pairs.  One piece became three pieces. They are a steal for the price I got.

 Always on the look out for good bargains.  That is just so me. 

ps.  I am blogging from the hotel lobby because the wifi is free.  The room internet cost RM50 a day!

BKK Part 1-Just Plain Naive!

I waited at the gate of the departure hall.  Normally I will stand and wait for them to call for boarding.  Since this was a BKK flight, I could not help but scan those sitting down waiting at the same boarding gate.

When I turned to my right there was this cool looking guy standing just beside me.  I noticed. He was wearing an A&F t shirt.  He has a young look but from a certain angle you would notice that he is at least in his early 30s.  Short hair, fair skin, bespectacled and probably straight except for the t shirt brand.  Next I saw two young couples sitting at the front row of the boarding gate, one straight the other queer.  They were a group.  The queer ones you can pick them out almost instantaneously.  They just have to make a statement with their clothing, actions or demeanor.

The plane was carrying a full load except for maybe one or two empty seats.  The one next to mine was empty.  Up in the air, the disembarkation form was handed out.  The person at the aisle seat was the straight guy in the group I mentioned earlier.

He was not sure how to fill up the form.  I helped him out.  From his family name I know that he is a Foochow.  This guy speaks good English without the East Malaysian slang.  He cannot be from East Malaysia then, so I thought.  I was wrong.  We chat.  He hails from Sibu.  He has never been to BKK.  I did not ask but I don't think he has ever been on a plane.

One part of the conversation went as follows:

Me:  First time to BKK?

Him: Yes.  With my wife and her brother and his friend.

Me:  You'll like it there.

Him: I a bit scared.  I heard there are a lot of gays there.

Me: What? (I thought I heard him wrong.)

Him: I heard there are a lot of gay people in BKK.  I am scared.

Me: They are all over. 

Him: What?!  They are all over on the streets?

Me: No.  I mean you can find them everywhere.  Even in KL and Sibu.

Me: Why are you afraid of them?

Him: I don't know la.

Curious...

Me:  That is your wife? (pointing to the gal sitting on the other side of the aisle)

Him: Yes.

Me:  And the other two? (gesturing at the queer couple)

Him: Oh.  That is her brother and the other one is his friend.

Him: They always come to BKK. They will be able to show us around.  

Me:  I see. 

Me:  Don't you know that they are gay?  That they are a couple?  
Me: Can't you see that? 
Me: Aren't you afraid of  your brother in law?

Me: Do you know that you are talking to one right now?

He was just very naive.  He really is.  As the plane approached the ground, he was so astonished with the scenery from the aircraft.  When the plane was GST taxing into the parking apron, he was going wow wow over everything on the ground.

I am sure he is not judgmental, just plain naive.

It was just hilarious!

Fri, Sun, Wed, Fri, Sun, Tue, Thur, Fri, Sat

We chat till the wee hours of the day.  From FB we moved to MSN then HP.  All in a marathon five hours.  I retired at 5.00am.  I had a meeting at 8.30am which I cannot postpone.  That was almost half a month ago.

We have met many times since then. 

We got straight down to business during our first meet.  You were very direct.  I like that.  No need to beat around the bush.  I told you what I was looking for and you did the same.  You told me what you expected and I did the same.  There was no match. 

BUT.  Yes. Always there is a but. 

You do not believe in love at first sight.  I don't too.  You told me love is blind.  When you fall, all those criteria is thrown out of the window.  It doesn't really matter then.  You told me that you probably would not find that match anyway.  That age and maturity does not sync.  That it shall be hard to find someone who would understand your odd hours.  You then put forth your hypothesis.  I listen intently.

I think you hear me loud and clear.  Some in words and others in gesture.  Anyone who can understand English would.   The gestures were a no brainer.

Financially, you don't like depending on people and you don't want people depending on you.  I like that.  We all need to fend for ourselves anyway.  I buy you all the time so far because it is only right that I do so.  You shall get your chance one day too.   I remember you telling me the first few times that you can afford it too.  I assured you that I have no doubt of that.  My gesture is in no way an indication of your weakness.  I am sure you know I mean what I say.  So you relent and no longer say that anymore.

Time is always stingy to you.  I notice that we always overshoot.  You always miss your appointments after our meet.  Many a times I feel guilty.  I should not hold you up.  So I mark the time when we do meet.  I don't want you to miss what is really more important in this phase of your life.  You seemed unperturbed.  That is surprising.

I think you are keeping an open mind.  For such a direct person, I am sure you would have shown me the red card by now.  So far I have not received even the yellow.  I do not read people well.  But one thing I am sure.  You do not act things up.  Every act and deed seemed to sync and I still do not see any leak to indicate otherwise.

I am just happy to have you around. 

He Showed Up!

I thought it was over.

After reading some of your comments, I thought for safety reasons, I should not have shown my displeasure but just let him off the hook.

This came in recently from him:

Dear Angry,
Send you a picture of me. Hope you like it.

Sorry I seldom go to the gym actually. Do you like my look? I am of course not as good looking as you. Your skin and body and lips hair is a bomb.I fantasies making love with you last night. I actually got a really good masturbation. I want to kiss you too. Suck your cock. How big is it?


Faint!
I rest my case!

Conclusion

These are the last few mails back and forth continued from my last post:

Him:

"Alright than. just answer me one more question. Just tell me your status. I know you are a decent man thus won't be still not attached at all.Sorry I am just too cautious cos I am bitten and I am very lazy to start with someone that I do not have a chance at all. You must be in your thirties and a professional man. ( Judging from your conversation with your client (I guess). I am discreet cos I am working for someone high up. I am also from a good family background except my parents had no time for me at all since I was young. I live alone since I came back from US. Till I met my ex. Now that I chase him out, I am alone again. Thanks for your patience with me. Really I actually go to the gym not that often."

Me:

"My dear, let us meet then talk. I still don't know who u r and I don't talk personal stuff to strangers."

Him:

"Ha Ha HA another un sincere bred. And this is my last mail to you."

Me:

"U actually promised to tell me who u r and give me ur contact after I reply your first mail. Then u change again and again. I felt sorry for what u went through when u told me ur problems. So I replied on Sunday.  I am sorry u felt that I m insincere. I wonder who really is and who started the mail coming without even having the courtesy to reveal himself. What more taking people's email address without permission.  I wish u well n I sincerely hope You would find a good companion. Meanwhile just sit back and enjoy life."

Him:

"You too. I am still very unstable emotionally. Be true to your partner and you will be blessed with a lot of good things in all aspects. If you always cheat and do not want to admit that you had cheated than you are going to get it back onto you in one way or other. I do not know from what back ground you came from and what religion you are in. But one thing in life is that do good things to others and never try to cheat people for their wealth or sex or emotion. You will NEVER FINISH PAYING BACK!!!!!!!! Maybe this LIFE, Maybe NEXT or Maybe Upon your family. Good luck and be happy. Hope to see you secretly in the gym. Ha ha. Sayonara!!!"

Me:

"Well well well. I think u r really sick.  Do see a specialist. I m just trying to help u and this lecture from u. Maybe I should have just let u jump off the building! You are really sick!"

Me again:

"You seem very bitter over things in your life.  You have a right to be.  Please don't take it on me.  I am a passer by whom you have decided to write to.  I do find your last mail very curt and offensive.  Anyhow I wish you well and I hope you will seek help."

Initially after a small discourse with a fellow blogger, I was again not very sure.  But after scrutinizing the time stamp on the mails and the way he wrote, I am very sure he is someone from the gym. 

I feel so sorry for you!!!

Last Chance

I am quite sure by now that he is not the person I suspect who is trying to confirm my orientation.  This guy is real and I must have met him before at the gym.  I think that is pretty much confirmed.

I have not been replying his past few mails. He was still writing.  After reading Savante's comments, I felt a little sorry for this guy.  I certainly hope that he would not do something stupid.  Besides what he wrote reminded me of what happened to myself 4 years ago.  It took me a long while to get over and out of it.

So I decided to write to him.
 "I am still here.  I was busy.  I want you to know that if you need someone to talk to I can listen to what you have to say.  I would not judge you.  That way, maybe, you can let your past come to rest.  You can then move on with your life.  I prefer to talk to you face to face, not in this manner through the mails. You can experience how inconvenient mails are.  You cannot get me and thought that I was angry when in actual fact I was busy.   You already know who I am.  If you think that I am a decent person, let us meet.  Any other things can be discussed then.  I wish you well and a good week ahead." 

Stalker

I thought it would be easy for the person to surface.  After all he wants to get to know me.  He has also asked for some physical activity.  It does not seem to be so.

The mails are getting more personal.  A little intense at times. 

I really do not want to know what happened to your private life or past affairs.  From what you have written, I sensed that you are troubled.  You display some symptoms of bipolar disorder.  I can sense your manic and depressive moods from your mails.  You should seek some help or talk to someone in private and confidence. 

I do not mind being your friend.  I can try help you in whatever way I can.  But it stops here.

Meanwhile I just have to be more careful.