Roger & Sheila

After a long day in heels, I seriously do not wish to stand idly at the bus stop for 20 minutes. So this justifies cabbing home from the MRT.

No queue.
Boarded a cab.
The cabby uncle's voice sounded familiar.

Me: Uncle, I think I've taken your cab before.

Cabby Uncle: Really? Uncle old man already, I'm already 71 years old. Sorry, uncle cannot remember you.

Me: It's ok, uncle. I remembered you have a wife, right?

Cabby Uncle: Everyone has an old lady, right?

Me, feeling silly, laughs: True, but you've got a lovely wife. It's Valentine's Day tomorrow, so is the old man buying flowers for the old lady?

Cabby Uncle, grins: Of course. She is unique. One and only one. She loves flowers and chocolates.

Me: Roses are expensive on Valentine's Day.

Cabby Uncle: But old lady like ma... I'll get her carnations.

Me: Aren't carnations meant for mommies?

Cabbly Uncle, laughs: It is the thought that counts. I do buy her flowers now and then, need not only be on Valentine's Day, you know?

Me: Awww... So are you bringing old lady to anywhere tomorrow?

Cabby Uncle: No la, old lady cannot walk. Doctor says she's got acute arthritis.

Me: Ok, it's all right, she has got old man to look out for her. I'm sure you'll take good care of her.

Reached my house.

Uncle: Wait for your change.

Me, smiles: It's ok, uncle. I'll contribute to your chocolates and flowers fund.

Cabby Uncle: Oh... thank you so much. I'll tell Sheila that I've met an angel tonight. God bless you.