When I was smaller, I used to love to follow Papa to the bank. This is for the simple reason that the bank clerk would offer us kids lollipops when they see us tagging along. They were sugar-less lollies though, not really the ones to die for but they were sweets nonetheless. I remembered the joy of getting the lollipops everytime we visited the bank at the end of the month. Which brings me to the present day, where in my line of work you meet people from all walks of life every single day. From the Datins to the Mat Rempit, the big tauke to the Ah So, they come in all shapes and sizes. Some come to complain, some to seek advice, some even come just so somebody could listen to their problems. And kids tend to tag along on these visits as well. So that got me buying a whole packet of lollipops (at the newly-opened Tesco no less) for the kiddies. Just for old times' sake. Oh, I give out to adults too. Just ask me for one :) Maybe some kid will look forward to coming here as well.
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