As I walked past a colleague's cubicle, I happened to see an A4 print of him and a kid. On closer look, I realised the kid is Coco. She was at my school's open house last year and he apparently took a picture of himself and Coco while at a balloon-sculpting workshop, before I dropped in to pick Coco up.
I thought that's a nice gesture. The strange thing is, he was just asking me about her name last Thursday, which suggested that he's forgotten it.
Being the over-sensitive me who gets sensitive at the wrong things, I'll not dwell on it. I'll not ...
Tuesday, 11 August 2009
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