Last Friday a perfect Caucasian stranger (most probably European) just passed a remark to me about my shirt.

"Nice shirt! I like it!"

It's the shirt my 二姐 bought for me from the country down-under. That remark was uncalled for and I had yet to comment as he left hurriedly at Clementi station as the train doors opened.

Haven't got a chance to interact with strangers since the Taiwan metro incident.

Wonder if Singaporeans will be that outspoken and approachable to start a small talk in the lift, escalator, train..(or any other place where you'll spend a substantial time with a stranger)

Looking at the shirt once more, it made me realise that I liked it too~ =)