What Do You Do, Again

It was the first day of Eid-ul fitr, cousins and uncles flooded the house. It was too crowded, I lingered about the surau (it’s 10 meters from the house). Tok X saw me and waved, inviting me to his house.

Tok X: What do you do now?
NoktahHitam: I’m a web developer.
Tok X: Would you care to elabora..
Guest A: Assalamu’alaikum

A bunch of people came. Our conversation was put on hold. Of course I didn’t mind. After 20 minutes, the bunch left.

Tok X: What’s your job?
NoktahHitam: I’m a web developer. I build..
Kids on Lawn: Assalamu’alaikum.. kami nak beraye.

Again, our conversation was interrupted, this time by kids. After handing out the ‘duit raye’, the brats left.

Tok X: What do you do again?
NoktahHitam: I’m a web developer, kind of like a land deve…
Tok X’s Wife: Tok-nye, can you call T, he said he’s coming over.

I guess the neverending human intrusion will never cease during Raya.

Tok X: Sorry you got cut off. What do you do again?
NoktahHitam: I’m a banker at Maybank.
Tok X: Oh, how’s Maybank nowadays?
NoktahHitam: Inferior to other banks in Malaysia, but we have the biggest chain.

A few minutes later, came another bunch. I left and wandered about the surau again, waiting for Asr.

I know our memory is deemed ineffective as we grow old but this bad..? It’s like 10-seconds-Tom in 50 First Dates. OR, my job is incomprehensible for elderly?

Oh well, at least he didn’t pop out the when-are-you-getting-married.

ps: I later whispered to myself what I do for a living, just to fan my ego.

pss: All conversation was in Malay.

psss: Congrats to Khalid on the +ve pregnancy test. I want a baby boy!

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