I think I'm a hit among the makciks. Makciks who are approaching menopause. Fyi, makciks= AUNTIES.

Today I befriended a 47-year-old makcik. Her name is Cik Salamah. We met at the mass-employment of retail sector just now. Her first convo with me was merely asking me the date today. And then I found myself happily chit-chatting with her. Soon after our interviews are over, she brought me for lunch. And we ate at MacDonald's, talking even more. We talked about everything under the sun. About her divorce with her irresponsible husband to her 3 kids who have contrasting characters and her teenage daughter who still smokes despite her endless naggings. And Cik Salamah thought I was a 'blessed daughter' whom every parent wants cos I am like, the total opposite of her only teenage daughter. Oh man, as if. I have skeletons in my closet.

The good thing is, being a single-parent who's supporting a family, my new "friend" tend to have a lot of work experience and also, more lobang. She accompanied me to Bedok, to find some part-time vacancies there. Soon the search gained nothing, so we decided to go home. She stopped by the malay hawker centre and got me goreng pisang (fried bananas) for me! But I turned down the offer but she insisted, telling me I could give it to my Mom at home. Friendly ah this makcik. But I felt guilty nonetheless.

Anyway, I'm happy I made a new friend today, though she is like, 28 years older. Age is never a barrier to new friendships, isn’t it?

So people, if your moms are complaining about feeling lonely, why doncha try to introduce your moms to ME, considering I am a Mak Bedah or Mak Joyah on the loose when the companion's right. You can reach my 24-hour hotline at 1800-Mena-The-Makcik and book an appointment a.s.a.p lah okay? FEEL FREEEEEEEEEEEEEE.