Table Stalking.

Yes. Table stalking. It's a new phrase which I think suits this particular phenomenon you see in food courts and hawker centres island-wide.

It goes like this:

Person in need of table hangs around another table which has empty plates and bowls, or look like they are almost finishing.

Person in need of table makes himself or herself as conspicuous to the people at the table as possible, hinting 'faster get outta here man.. I want the seat!' People seated at table could possibly do the following:

a. ignore

b. get the hint and leave

c. take even longer on purpose, and buy desserts, additional drinks.. snacks.. etc.

So, anyway, after the table stalker has finally managed to secure the table, he/she sits down, or does the following:

Puts a packet of tissue paper or some other inexpensive item on the table/seat, and then proceeds to walk off to queue for food. Seriously, have you ever seen anyone put their handphone/wallet/watch/other expensive item on the table or chair to 'chope' the seat?

I don't want to be biased here, but the person who does the above is usually a female. Please don't ask why.

Anyway, after the 'rightful sitter' of the table returns, he/she will then proceed to eat his/her meal (usually) slowly, ignoring the next generation of table stalkers hanging around..

-This was observed at a hawker centre in Bishan yesterday-


To another topic. A more depressing, but nonetheless it's something a lot of (mostly young, but some older.. like.. teachers) people will have to experience in just about 12 hours' time.

Tomorrow morning at around 6am, there will be the sudden, desperate ringing of alarm clocks, either analog, digital, or more likely, the alarm clock will take the shape of the handphone. I know that because I read the Straits Times today, and also because I do it myself. (hey, I can't help it if my 'real' alarm clock just has to stop working in the middle of the night.. and it can't even be charged!)

Following the massive, widespread awakening of everyone, a half-asleep trip to the bathroom is made, where some daily essential occurrences take place. At around 7plus, the schools, which have been nice, quiet places for the past month, suddenly become noisy ones.

And this cycle of things repeats itself over and over and over and over (I think you get the point) again.

I don't really feel like doing what I'm supposed to be doing, which explains this post.
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