when two become one

today, as i was walking towards the POSB passbook update machine-thing in the mrt station, you know me right; blur as always, earphones plugged in, head up in the clouds and constantly daydreaming... i was approached by TWO girls! simultaneously.

imagine my surprise when i get tapped on the shoulder, i turn around and there are TWO girls in my face, firing away like chicks on speed. (not sure what that means, but using it anyway) haha. seriously, seriously! one earphone was still in my ear and at the rate she was going, i think i asked her to repeat herself at least 3 or 4 times. i could not figure out what the heck she was rambling on about, and i was desperately trying to lip-read, but it was all i could do not to sound rude

HUH!?
PARDON?
SORRY?
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
EXCUSE ME, COULD YOU REPEAT YOURSELF THAT?

talk about being bombarded. i was a helpless little girl, cornered into the passbook updating machine *look of terror* i've been approached before - come on, everyone has - and i usually don't pay them much attention, but this was my first time with TWO girls, TWO companies, TWO voices speaking as one.

oh yeah, i just realised i never mentioned their business - one of those *rolls eyes* 'talent'-scouting things.

it was funny - as in ha-ha funny, not weird funny, hmm on second thought, that too.

note: the increase in font size is due to the overwhelming number of people complaining that they are going blind reading my blog. *snicker*