I drove to Hotel M to meet Nigel this afternoon. Two smartly dressed young men were waiting for the lift to bring them to the lobby. I quickened my pace when I saw the lift door opening. The two men entered and left without me even though they had seen me running.
I took the next one and got to the lobby. Nigel was already there waiting. We exchanged greetings and then he ushered me to the cafe for a chat. Being a British gentleman, he waited for me to be seated, ordered the drinks and paid the bill.
When it was time to leave for our appointment in town, he opened the glass door, hailed a cab and waited for me to enter first. When we got in, I couldn't help but tell him about my encounter with the two ungracious men at the carpark.
"I thought men in Singapore are polite and friendly." Nigel said.
"Well, most of them are but don't expect them to open doors for women." I replied.
At this point, the cab driver chimed in, "If you were sexy and beautiful, I am sure the young men would have waited for you."
I swear I could hear Nigel's jaw drop.
I know I'm past my sell-by date but gosh, what an ungracious man!