Rubbish Picker
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Picking up some "rubbish" from Mom's wastepaper basket seems fine.. But when am in the kitchen, I will not touch the dustbin. Probably because of the previous maid, I was taught not to touch it as its not hygenie. Actually, Mom just threw away some name cards which she no longer need. So I picked them up as she threw. So many of them; I was taking my time to "choose" the cards..
I have this thing for cards, especially Mom's ezlink card. I had just lost hers last week. Fortunately, she had 2 spare cards which she can use for work. Whenever I see bus, instead of saying "BUS", I would say ~ Dee! (the sound when we board the bus to tap our card for fare deduction)