I self-declare yesterday Butch Day. Why? Because all three people who served me was a butch.

First, I bought shoes. A guy in spectacles was supposed to serve me but I couldn't decide so I walked out of the shop. When I came back, a butch approached. The guy was still there, but he gave chance and let the butch served me. (I assume their job is commission-based.) Anyway everyone should know that I'm a very fussy person. That would be the only reason why I dislike shopping sometimes. Especially when I have to shop for stuffs that I need to try on. Like shoes. And shirts, maybe pants too. I'm indecisive and fussy like that. So I pitied my mum and sisters who had to follow me from shop to shop and wait for me try different shoes. I settled with one, that wasn't what I wanted at the very beginning but it's all right, I'm still a happy girl and contented :)

Second, was when I bought Dunkin' Donuts. I bought the 5 Free 1 and just as when I was about to pay, I realised the person behind the counter was a butch too. I'm like, WHUTTTTTT. By then it got to me, was it all just pure coincidence? I mean it sure was but what was God trying to tell me then? It was really freaky.

Lastly, was at Woodlands checkpoint. The person who checks the car boot. She was a freaking butch too.

I say, WHAT'S HAPPENING TO THE WORLD?

Don't tell me you don't find it weird. I have every reason to feel that way. I am so against the idea of liking the same gender. Yes I'm talking about lesbians and gays. Homosexual. I feel disgusted just thinking about it. I have friends who're homos and I don't really care much less want to understand how they lead their lives. I just mind my own business. To me, so long as they're nice to me and you don't create a fuss, we're cool.

All three are Malays, fyi.

Labels: butch, freaky, thoughts