My friend said:”You were the transvestite and now the flasher??”

Not sure what has happened to me that I kept embarrassing myself in the public during the past few weeks.

Cherry the transvestite

I attended a colleague’s mom funeral one day. I was dying for a pee after drinking 3 packets of drinks. It was raining cats and dogs and couldn’t go to the toilet, I decided to hold my bladder.

Sean came to pick me up from the funeral when the rain was still pouring. I told him that I “die-die” must go to the toilet and hence, he dropped me at the nearby Mc Donald.

I rushed into the toilet and found the cubicle was a little ….dirty and it stank quite badly. Plus, there were pee all over the toilet seat. “Man, didn’t know Mc Donald’s toilet is this bad…” I said to myself.

I quickly completed my “mission” in a super stinky toilet. And when I opened the door…guess what I saw…

I SAW A MAN WASHING HIS HANDS IN FRONT OF ME!

At the same time, one Indian man walked in and he literally “AAHHH” and sprung a few steps back.

Because of his loud and shocking “AHHHH!!!”, the man who was washing his hands turned and saw me. We both went “AHHHHHH!!!!” twice as loud as the indian man.

3 of us frantically and concurrently searched for the sign from the door. IT WAS A MALE TOILET I was the INTRUDER!!!

I quickly apologized and dashed out of the toilet. Guess what, there were many pairs of eyes were staring at me when I stepped out. I guess our LOUD “AHHHHHH!” had created “unnecessary attention” to the Mc D’s diners who were happily sitting near the toilet.

NOTE: There wasn’t any urinal stand in the toilet. If there is, I would have picked up the “sign”.

Cherry the flasher

I took a plane back from Bangkok on Saturday and my seat was 2nd row from the front. The queue was moving very slowly while passenger took their own sweet time loading their luggages and looking for seats. When my turn came, I carefully pushed my 2 heavy-loaded luggages into the overhead compartment. A nice young man gave me a hand, too.

I politely thanked him and wanted to take a seat.

Just as I was looking for my seat, I suddenly SAW MY BRAS from my chest!

MY CHEST WAS WIDELY EXPOSED! My top 3 buttons of my shirt popped!!

I quickly held my shirt together and sat down clumsily. I couldn’t even lift my head up because people were still standing at the aisle and looking.

THE CULPRIT! I mean…the shirt…

Looking at the bright side, AT LEAST I WORE BRA! AND IT WAS A PAIR OF VERY-NICE-LOOKING BRAS!

Now, I finally understood why some ladies insisted of buying beautiful bras. You never know when the buttons are going to pop…seriously.. -_-

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