Klutz Point of Referral

There are times when I am a total klutz....

Two years ago, I was doing my internship in Company Y. Now, when it comes to Malaysian celebrities I totally suck. I could be standing next to revered local artiste, not knowing he acted in some fabulous sitcom. There was this rather cute guy from Company Y but from another department. I thought he was a singer because I saw him singing on stage with Ning Baizura.

Thus I told two of my collegemates (who were also interns there), R and Z, that there was this cute-singer-whom-I-don't-know-the-name working in Company Y. The two of them automatically wanted to find out who it was but it was not easy as the three of us worked in different departments.

Until one day.

The singer was driving back and the three of us was walking out of the guardhouse. When I saw him, I shouted, "OMIGAWD!!!That is him!!That is the cute singer I told you guys about!!!" while hopping excitedly around. When I said shout, I mean yell.

My friends, R and Z, startled, stared at me with mouth gawking. They then burst into laughters. It suddenly dawn to me what I actually did. I had an audience, the guards, some worker and pratically everyone who was within the vicinity of the guardhouse. My face turn a whole new shade of red and I wanted the earth to swallow me up. The guards? They were grinning away at their 'live' reality show.

As for my internship, it went very smoothly, thank you very much. Z later on told me that the cute-singer-whom-I-don't-know-the-name was actually the host that she kept on gushing about. Trust Z to know the entire list of celebrities in Malaysia. But what happen in the guardhouse would always be a point of referral for Z and R's jokes.

P/S: No, I wasn't starstruck. He was cute. Very cute.