Do not comment on family pictures

“Je ne veux pas mak kau punya laki.”
-Ancient proverb

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An ignorant incident. A funny story.

When I was an intern/apprentice at the Legal & HR dept of Eurocopter Malaysia (ECM), my supervisor kept on reminding me that my emails to her were always long and never understood what I said. A sentiment shared by most working adults I email. But now that I am no longer there and she has been posted to Eurocopter France, in her email she said:

… and you can write as long as you want as I would definitely enjoy your funny stories. Its okay we are not at ECM anymore.

Ever since, it has become a practice to end each email to her with a story. In her reply, she would rate the story. Below is a mass email I sent out earlier today.

“This is a story I emailed my former boss yesterday who found it extremely hilarious. This is bound to go up in the blog soon but I will share it with you now. A friend of mine told me about it 2 days ago. Here it goes…

Charmaine, here’s another story which is more on ignorance than it being funny. Its funny but I was just so shocked when I found out. In awe, my jaw drop for so long I can feel cold air on my tongue. A friend of mine has this friend studying in the States. Malaysian. Not socially skilled and some what reserved and nervous as a person. But in short, she travels and is exposed. Studying in Chicago for some time now. Has an American bf for over a year. After which he says he wants her to meet his family. So she follow him back home. I am not sure out of nervousness or bodoness or self imposed obligation to say something, she comments a picture in their home.

Who is that? Is that your dad or your uncle or someone in the family?He is so good looking.

There was silence.

It was a picture of Jesus Christ.

They broke up a month later.”