so how difficult is it to give away money on the streets?

extremely, it seems, as i've found out today.

for our marketing campaign, we were out in the streets of raffles place today, handing out ang paos with real money in it. given the crowd and the limited number of red packets we had, you'd expect we'd be outta them in a flash. but guess what? it took us two whole hours to finish giving out just 250 red packets! with real money in them!

a few interesting responses i got today...

"miss, don't give out everything. save some for yourself!" (this sweet old man...)

"don't bluff. nothing is for free." (okay...so this isn't that interesting, but what the hell...goes to show how jaded singaporeans have become)

"really? can i have one more for my son?" (then many come back for seconds and thirds and so on...)

"wah! really have money leh!" (and he screamed so loud all the other old geezers widened their eyes and flock towards me...)

all in all, it was an interesting day...

while getting ready to head into the office today, i had a panic attack. as i lifted my turtle shell of a bag onto my back, my whole body went soft and i HAD to sit down. my heart was palpitating. this is odd, because i had a cup of horlicks earlier...so it couldn't have been a lack of food or sugar. nevertheless, i gobbled down two pieces of bread before forcing myself to trudge to the mrt station. for the entire journey to cecil court, i just concentrated on my footsteps...

i had woken up with terribly swollen eyes this morning.

thank god nobody noticed it enough to question me about it.

and oh, the night market has moved away.

ending yet another rollercoaster of a weekend for the first phonecaster of singapore.

check out the subject of OUR arguments and my frustration...my phonecast website...