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no willy* 

Richie is a firm believer in married life. Since day 1 we met, he has been very empathetic in my so-called non-existent love life. So Richie decided to help out...

My handphone rang to the tune of The Police's Every Breath You Take.

"Hey Richie," me chirped.

"Hey Anjali, free to talk ah?"

"Ya ya...am driving. How can I be of service?"

"Would you be interested if I do a bit of match-making for you?"

"Why suddenly, ah?"

"No lah. I know this nice man. And you are a nice woman. So I think you two nice people should meet."

"Errr, did you see "Desperado" written on my forehead, izzit?"

"No. No. Don't get me wrong. I just thought you need a bit of help in the love department la."

"Orite. Give me details first."

1. Height - 5' 10" (So if I wear my usual 3" heels, he is still taller - Pass!)
2. Only son to a desperate mum who's sole purpose of living is to see her son get hitched. (More desperate than me - Half pass!)
3. Have lots of dosh and got no one to spend it on. (Passed with rainbow colors. Ka-ching!)
4. Good boy. Shy type. (Okay, I shall continue to wear the pants - Pass!)
5. Holds position as a Product Manager in a FMCG company. (Ok la - Pass!)
6. Hails from Seoul. (Oh no, long distance type - Fail!)

Considering he passed at 4.5 points, I gave Richie the green light to give out my email address. I need to see his writing skills in the Queen's language. See, communication is very important for me, especially if emails are gonna be our key mode of communicado.

Richie was a happy man when we ended the call.

The next day, I recieved an email.

The first line read - Hi. My name is Willie.

&^%$#+^%!!!!

April 28, 2005 // anjali* pranced on tip-toes all over the keyboard at 9:24 pm
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