The assistant at the noodle stall in Midview City canteen looked rather elderly.
Me: How old are you?
Him: Old already, I am 65.
Me: You are still young, I am already 70.
He and his boss, the stall owner, could not believe my age. This became the subject of conversation on my next two visits to the stall.
The assistant now feel inspired. He does not consider himself to be old anymore. When I saw him in the bus, he waved at me. When I walked by the stall, he waved at me.
Me: How old are you?
Him: Old already, I am 65.
Me: You are still young, I am already 70.
He and his boss, the stall owner, could not believe my age. This became the subject of conversation on my next two visits to the stall.
The assistant now feel inspired. He does not consider himself to be old anymore. When I saw him in the bus, he waved at me. When I walked by the stall, he waved at me.
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