- 2016 Eeny Teeny Maya Moe. – “This is a great thing for you: you went from sitting on the sidelines to getting in the game! Sometimes, when you least expect it, you realise that someone loved you. That means someone can love you again. That’ll make you smile.”
- 1304 Eat, Pray, Queef. -“You really think women care that much about queefing? Is that really what you think this has all been about? This has been about women having a little bit of fun for once, at your expense. For just this one time, we could be the immature ones to make you feel uncomfortable. But no – you just couldn’t let us have that one, little thing, could you? Because even though things are getting better for women, you still think of us as lesser people sometimes, and we always have to prove ourselves twice as hard. Congratulations, guys. For getting your way. Again.”
Author - Laremy Lee
Or, What to do if you meet with an accident in Singapore.
I think the proverb is supposed to be a bit tongue-in-cheek, in that one always tends to say, “Well, I wanted to, but you know…” and doesn’t do anything in the end, hence being placed on an express queue to hell in the Judeo-Christian sense of the word.
But I’m wondering if it can also refer to how being nice can sometimes backfire. Why?
Well, Pooters got hit from behind by a taxi on Fri, 27 Mar. I had stopped at a red light for a few seconds when this clown of a taxi driver came screeching to a halt right behind me. Obviously, he had either been speeding or had been distracted by something, because he couldn’t stop his taxi from hitting my bike in time. I wasn’t injured, but Pooters was.
Poor Pooters.
Was quite sad to have to send Pooters to the workshop because I don’t seeing my bike in a sorry state. But I’m also thankful for the fact that I didn’t get injured – while I love my scooter quite a bit, Pooters is much more repairable than I am. So if I had to choose between me going to the hospital and Pooters going to the workshop, I’d choose the lesser of two evils.
Perhaps the accident wasn’t that bad partly because I hadn’t exactly stopped at the stop line myself. The light turned amber at the third arrow before the stop line, and I didn’t want to run a red light, so I only stopped slightly after the stop line. Also, I heard the screeching of brakes before the collision, and had already moved slightly forward with the intention of flinging Pooters aside and jumping away.
It didn’t come to that, but the taxi driver still emerged from his taxi and apologised to me profusely. I was very chill about it, because I’ve been in scrapes before and I just wanted to get the documentation down and be on my way. I was supposed to go watch The Importance of Being Earnest later that night, and I didn’t want to let the accident spoil my plans and/or my mood.
The taxi driver wanted a private settlement; he mentioned that he hadn’t paid off his installments for something, and it sounded suspiciously like he hadn’t finished paying off his installments for a previous accident he had been involved in. It should have set off alarm bells, but I, being the overly nice person that I sometimes am, decided to take him on his word and go with the private settlement. That was when my troubles began.
Well, not really troubles lah. To cut a long story short – the taxi driver very nearly defaulted on his agreement. After I got my vehicle back and tried contacting him to inform him about the repair costs, I found out that he had either switched off his phone or had disconnected his line. After a few days of listening to disembodied beeps, I decided to send an e-mail of complaint to the taxi company yesterday. This was a good move – they got back to me within the day, and I got my money back before the sun had set. So kudos to SMRT Taxis for the prompt and courteous customer service.
So should I have gone straight to filing an insurance claim, or should I have stuck to the private settlement, as I did in this case?
I still don’t know what the best choice is, but I’m just glad that this is one less matter for me to deal with. I think it really depends on the situation – maybe being nice and having good intentions sometimes is alright. But one cannot be too nice all the time, and there must be a limit to one’s goodwill.
In any case, I think the Singaporean motorists out should be aware of what to do in the event of an accident. My advice in five simple steps:
- Be calm – don’t panic. Don’t let the other driver rattle you either.
- Make sure you get these details down: the driver’s name, identity card/driving licence number, licence plate number, phone number, time of accident and location of accident.
- Send your vehicle to an Independent Damage Assessment Centre at once, then proceed with repairs. Regarding the repair bit, I’m not too sure whether you can choose to go to your own workshop, or you have to send your vehicle to the workshop of the insurer’s choice. Ask for advice on this.
- Keep all receipts, documents, etc. You never know when they might come in handy.
- Last but not least, take pictures. Take loads of pictures. Not just for blogging, mind you, but also to be used as evidence when effecting claims, etc.
The taxi driver, by the way, is quite a character. But that’s another story for another time.
Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue is a quadruple-bill presented by the NUS University Scholars Club (USC). This year’s production is directed by Leonard Augustine Choo, and features plays written by Christine Chong, Lucas Ho and Laremy Lee.
Date: Fri, 22 May 2009 – Sat, 23 May 2009.
Time: 8pm (Fri and Sat); 3pm matinee (Sat).
Venue: Esplanade Recital Studio.
Tickets: $20, $18 (Matinee).
$2 Discounts for students, NSFs and bulk purchases (min. 10 tickets)
Parental Advisory: Coarse language and explicit sexual references are made in this performance. Children below the age of seven (7) will not be allowed into the theatre.
For more details and special offers, visit the Facebook Event Listing, the production website or drop the club an email.
Join us and our talented cast for tears, laughter and everything in between. Welcome to the wedding of the year.
I’ve contributed a 20-minute play to the production, no-strings attached. Sort of like my way of saying thanks to the USP (University Scholars Programme) and the USC. You can read the latest revision here if you like, or read the blurb below:
| Something Old By Laremy Lee The aisle has been swept, the guests are seated, and the ceremony is about to begin. But just when everything seems to be going according to plan, two uninvited guests arrive. Benjamin, the groom, must explain as best he can why he has not invited these two guests β a particularly difficult task, given that they are his own parents. |
Hope to see you there! π







