Was sitting at Starbucks trying to cheer up, when this uncle who sat on the next table kept chattering away loud enough for the entire outlet to participate in his lecture.
He reminded me of Randi, or was it Richie, my counsellor. Their English, not sounding Malaysian, but was exactly Malaysian down to its very essence with its already, one, you know, etc.
He was a good consulter, though I kinda had a harder time after the counselling sessions. He simplified things for me, which was helpful but didn't work out in the long run...
Wonder if he's become a real counsellOr by now, him and his jolly self and his runny nose due to sinus...
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