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Need to start Meekia young on my favourite pastime….
So far, so good 
Am going to look for a spidergirl suit for her.
Amazing how she doesn’t slip off my body.
Maybe my beer belly offers some resistance
Am in Jakarta now.
Was at Swissotel Merchant Court last night till 3 am.
Lost my voice cheering my team to Carling Cup Final victory.
Finally, after 9 long years, Spurs won some sliverware.
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspurs ……..and the Spurs go marching on ….. (to oblivion?)
Hi folks,
It’s been a while since I last updated my blog.
Fatherhood has it privileges.
Example: Lack of sleep.
The upside?
I get a megawatt smile from my 3 month old girl that makes me forget the stresses of the world.
A lot has happened in the past 3 months.
From more ERP gantries, to the death of Ah Meng.
And by the way, I find it ridiculous that there should be such a big hoo-haa about the death of a monkey…. there is even a bust of the lao monkey.
I don’t recall the late president Ong Teng Cheong being given such a grand farewell.
But then, Ah Meng can’t talk ….. OTC spoke too much…….
Anyway, I’ll start updating my blog now as I’m more settled into my papa-dom.
Was surfing the web last night.
I realised there are several meepoktah bloggers out there, leaving comments on other people’s blogs.
Maybe just like Katong Laksa, there will be imposters.
Perhaps they should call themselves MeeThng or BeehoonTah or something else.
I’m the real McCoy.
Meepoktah Maihiam (and no “hum” too, pls).
And I’m back……
Pls see email track.
This Indian trader is a sleaze bag and has no honour.
So I’d rather not do biz with him.
How to handle him?
Self explanatory.
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From: Neh
Sent: Tuesday, November 27, 2007 2:44 PM
To: Meepok
Subject: RE: [I] Inquiry for 10 FCL XXX. for Dec shipment.
Dear Meepok, I am very disappointed not to have even 1 FCL 2-EH from your end.
Tell me what I have to do to become your contract customer.
Will you give some quantity in January, 2008 ?
Why every time you refuse me ? I am crying with lot of pain ……….
Rgds / Neh
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From: Meepoktah
Sent: Tuesday, November 27, 2007 4:05 PM
To: ‘Neh’
Subject: RE: [I] Inquiry for 10 FCL XXXX. for Dec shipment.
Hi Neh,
To be a contract customer, you’d have to agree to a formula price for a fixed quantity each month.
When prices are higher than market, you’ll have to take the agree quantity.
When prices are low, you will also have to take the same quantity (no pre buying allowed).
why I have to refuse you?
Because in the past, everytime I give you a price, you cannot accept.
I cried until I have no more tears already.
Regards,
MPTMH
The truth be told.
I don’t really know how to use my digital video recorder cum camera.
I’ve bought the most idiot proof model yet I’m still struggling with it.
When Meekia cries, for the past week, we’ll carry her for a feed.
As of 21st Nov, she has learnt that when she cries and refuses to feed, she still gets carried.
MHAF and I kena conned several times yesterday.
Once she’s carried, crying miraculously stops.
狼来了!! (crying wolf).
Anyway, pic was taken immediately after she cried wolf.
I “countered conned” her.
Picked her up for 10 secs, she stopped crying and I put her back into her crib.
Hence her bemused look.
I’m sure she’ll figure out what’s happening soon.
I am ploughing my trade as a new papa.
I’ve learnt to feed, clean and cradle MKT.
Have yet to learn how to bathe her.One of the fun parts about feeding her (yes, monster ru, round the clock) is the chance to burp her.
Sit her up, support her head and pat her back gently.
It’s basically a “koala” position …. not the most glamourous of poses.
Will let the pic speak for itself.
Unglam right?
Hi folks, (Jay – Thanks for your posting)Thanks for your well wishes.
Introducing Mee Kia Tah Keh Hiam (MKT)
MOHAF and I welcomed her on 9th November at 0750h.
Weighing in at 3,050 grams, the 5,050 mm baby MKT packs a real punch in the ‘wailing’ department.
She is fiesty when she chooses to be… maciam air raid siren ….. hence she is keh hiam (extra spicy, unlike her dad)
Lucky for MOHAF and I, MKT hardly cries (except when it’s time to feed).
Below is a pic of MKT @ 5 days old nestling in her grandma’s arms (I don’t wear dresses nor do I have flappy arms ….yet).
What’s fatherhood like?
I liken it to leading 5 day trench digging defense exercise during my army days:
1. I’ve not had enough sleep and am cranky
2. I give orders to others around me and they don’t understand or don’t want to listen (because they too are cranky from overexcitement or from lack of sleep)
3. Food is lousy …… (yep, I’m sharing MOHAF’s voluminous post natal food, which is extremely bland or have an overkill of Chinese herbs)
4. My clothes get dirty pretty fast
5. I need to operate in the dark at times.
6. Last but not least, I can’t find the equipment when I need them !!
Like me, MOHAF is coping pretty well too.
We are blessed to have help from family, which brings its own set of challenges ….. see point 2 above
Will keep you guys posted.MPTMH
Dear friends,
While I've been snowed in lately with biz travels and work related stuff, most of my free time had been taken up with an impending "promotion".
Yes, Papa-dom (not the Indian keropok Papa-dum) awaits.
Anytime time now.
So pls forgive me for not updating the blog.
There are things of higher priority now
Will keep you guys posted.
Happy Deepavali.
Cheers,
Meepok
p/s Deek, Jay and Spinnee : Thanks for the BD greetings.
Took the morning off yesterday to service my car.
Dropped the vehicle off at Upper Bedok Road and headed across the road for breakfast.
The name of the shop “Syed Prata Shop”.
Below is a pic of my feast ……. notice there is no spoon to lah the kopi (thank goodness !!)
An Old Ah Lian (OAL) took her seat at a table behind me with her old male ang moh friend.
She’s probably 45 years old and our 1st generation Sarong Party Gal.
OAL: “Boy, boy …….. what is good here?” (in an irritating fake accent)Ah Neh: “Our prata here is welly (very) good dah…..”OAL: “Really? Anything else other than prata?”Ah Neh: “Mam, nothing else dah…… vee (we) are a prata shop.”
OAL (still trying to impress her ang moh friend): “Ooo…… I see. So what type of prata is good?”
Ah Neh: “All pratas good dah …….you can have them with yegg (egg) or without yegg.”
OAL: “Oh …. do you sell nasi lemak?”
Ah Neh (heaving a heavy sigh): “No dah, vee are a prata shop.”
OAL: “Do you sell french toast here?”
At that, the ah neh walked away and justifiably so.
The OAL commented to her ang moh friend that the neh was very rude and they left.
In my opinion, the OAL was too much lah.
She was clearly brought up in Singapore and yet she put up a pretence in front of ang moh.
This type of pple I cannot tahan.
To handle these idiots….. This is what I propose what the ah neh should say…..
Ah Neh: “Good morning madam, may I interest you in our exquisite Indian crepes prepared by our executive chef Jean Pierre Muthucurry.”
OAL: “Hmmm …. tell me more…..”Ah Neh: “The crepe will be sauteed to perfection on our one of a kind heating grill. The grill helps encapsulate the natural flavours of the dough, heightening your gastronomic pleasure.”OAL: “Wow …. tell me more….”Ah Neh: “I’d also like to suggest that you couple the crepe with a dash of free range eggs and our choiciest mountain picked onions.”
OAL: “That sounds great. Anything else I need to know?”.
Ah Neh: “Just for you. We will use our special 1978 vintage dough for your crepe. It is very rare and is the equivalent to a Chataeu Petrus for red wine.”
OAL: “Brilliant….. bring it on!!”
Ah neh leaves table…….
Ah Neh to prata cooker: “Dey, one prata with yegg and onion for Ah Lian at table 4…..”
To celebrate National Day, a world record was broken this morning.
Venue: Beach Road Kopi Tiam (with old blonde afro kopi kia)
Time: 7.55 – 7.58 am
MHAF and I were whacking our breakfast when a 40+ year old man took a seat at the next table.
He ordered a Kopi-C gar-lart (Coffee with carnation milk in a glass cup)
When his drink came, he picked up the teaspoon and starting stirring (lah-kopi).
Clang …… Clang ……..Clang …… Clang ……..Clang …… Clang ……..
(at a rate of 2 “clangs” per second)
One of Limpeh’s pet peeves is hearing this type of clang-clang stirring.
Gives me a freakin’ headache.
Clang …… Clang ……..Clang …… Clang ……
Nabeh … the clanging became louder (but the rhythm was maintained).
10 seconds passed, still clanging……. and the man was staring blankly into the air.
Maciam the clanging had hypnotic effect like that !!
It was then I knew I was in the midst of an extra-ordinary circumstance… in the presence of greatness.
I started timing the clanging despite my growing headache.
20 secs…..1 min…..1min 30 secs
2min …… and our friend was still clanging away in a trance like manner……
I wondered if the glass would break from excessive abuse.
2min 30 secs ….. still going strong ……. maciam duracell bunny.
3 min …….. we have a world record liao …..
3 min 15 sec ……. Clanging stopped.
And he took a sip of the kopi which I’m sure was even by then and probably heated up by his rigorous stirring.
MHAF (smiling knowingly): “Will you kill him if he continues to clang so long between sips?”
Meepok (trembling from severe headache): “Lim peh will pour my noodle soup on him !! I’ll throw your prata, with curry I might add, at him too !!#@^ !!”
Lucky for me, from then on, he only clanged 5 times between sips.
So, Meepok friends, I witnessed a world record today.
Singapore Boleh !!Happy National Day !!
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