Every weekend, I would gather with my friends at Tai Koo City, chic chatting on the latest IT trend.
Last Saturday was no different, except air conditioning was hardly felt outside the coffee shop. I was really tired half way through the gathering.
I felt drowsy.
I excused myself to go outside for fresh air.
I realized there was an open table. I went back and suggested my buddies to sit outside for better ventilation.
I said, "Well, guys, let's go outside for some fresh air and possibly catch your eyes with some pretty girls."
Gosh, how regretted was I to have that statement slipped out of my mouth.
A series of stern statements were shooting right at my face, in the next 5 minutes.
"The two *pork chops are gals you were referring to?"
"I am so disappointed at your taste."
"If you are really that in need, you need to go to *Portland Street before you go home tonight."
"Go and stand in the middle of the street and get run over now!"
I was literally floored and could not find a single word to defend myself. I was psychologically naked. I kept laughing, embarrassingly. Other than that, I did not know how I should react to those swordy statements.
"Guys, let him go. He just wanted some air," one of my friends helped me stop the firing at last.
It was so much embarrassment, which kept me awakened for the rest of the gathering.
Looking back, it was so much fun.
Well, ... I am glad to have brought them some laughter.
Note1: Portland Street is commonly known as a place for hookers.
Note2: Pork Chop, a Cantonese slang, is used to describe ugly/ fat ladies.
