I said I'm not gonna put anymore FMLs on my status anymore... this one deserves its own post.

About a week ago, I went to have lunch at Food Republic. Here's my conversation with the uncle.

Uncle: Hi, how may I help you?
Me: Hi, can i have Set B please?
Uncle: *Takes a look at my ancient phone* ... wow... that's an old phone.
Me: ....yeah...
Uncle: Time to get a new phone.
Me: No! I can't get rid of it. It's not "dead" yet.
Uncle: *Stares*
Me: ... (great... now I get judged even when i'm just buying food)
Uncle: GOOD! Girls like you are hard to come by!
Me: ...Eh...?
Uncle: Are you married?
Me:......... (Do I look that old? Am I already at that age? OMG i can't breathe....)
Uncle: Do you have a boyfriend?
Me:...er.... (I just want my food T_T)
Uncle: Want me to introduce someone to you?
Me: ...no... thanks....
Uncle: Here's your food... oh and i forgot to give you this.

FYI, NO it was NOT his number. it was just a food republic discount card.
So I went back to my table.

Me: Hey, I got a discount card.
Boss: Where did you get it from?
Me: The uncle gave it to me.
Boss: Now be honest, what time are you meeting him tonight?
Me: -_-

That's when I realised. I only appeal to uncles... regardless of race or nationality... FML

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