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Xiaxue: The Prostitute of the Internet (Part 3)
So, what sparked my need to write about Xiaxue? There was an incident tonight. I'd actually wanted to put the whole thing behind me, but seeing them again just brought back all of the old anger.It was a pretty funny situation to start with actually. We were walking up to the ATMs at the Pasir Ris MRT station. You know, the ones down toward where the buses let people off, where the old man is often sitting down singing.Well, a tall white, red headed looking guy was walking up the sidewalk and my wife said to me, "That's Xiaxue's boyfriend isn't it?"So, I looked, and I said, "No, that's not him."Then, not half a step later, there they were. Walking up the sidewalk, on their way from getting off a bus. At first I was thinking, 'Nah, that can't be them. Xiaxue is too glam to ride a bus.' But as sure as shit stinks, it was her midget self and her boyfriend. I was actually so surprised that I banged my shoulder into the side of the ATM.I said, "That's him..
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