A man prone to suspect evil is mostly looking in his neighbor for what he sees in himself. As to the pure all things are pure, even so to the impure all things are impure. -Augustus Hare

Some people just baffle me. There is one particular man who lives in our vicinity whom LizaNoor and I have resorted to calling "The Diamond guy". No he is not adorned with diamonds. Neither does he trade in diamonds ala Ari Taibel, director of First State Auctions. Instead, he seems to have diamonds in his mouth cause he rarely speaks and turns away when he is being talked to. We think he might have diamonds in his mouth so he refuses to talk in case the diamonds fall out and we make away with them.


At first, our encounters with him were mere brushes. Eg, he will rush to the multi-storey carpark lift from his car once he spotted us parking our car. (so that he doesn't have to share the same lift with us) Or he will walk down the stairs instead of taking the lift when the door opens on his floor and he sees us inside. (weirdo!) We put it down to plain anti-socialness. Then we heard horror stories about this guy's rudeness to LizaNoor's hubby and we vowed to stay as far away from this guy as possible. His wife, though is apparently quite chatty, or so we heard. This guy is an exception rather then the norm in our vicinity. Almost all other neighbours are very friendly and lift rides are never the quiet, arkward, eyes staring at the changing numbers display episodes you experience in almost every other HDB block in Singapore.

Last night, we had a first hand experience of Mr "tinggal-dalam-hutan-lebih-bagus" 's attitude. When we parked our car at our usual spot, we glimpse Diamond guy and family milling about their Suzuki, obviously having just parked too. Despite us slowing down our steps coz we knew they'd rather not be in the same lift with other homo sapiens, we unfortunately arrived just in time with them entering the lift. The wife was kind enough to enquire if we would like her to hold the lift open. We politely declined as The Don had to go back to our parked car to take something he left behind. Whe we reached the foot of our block, there they were, still waiting for the lift up.
(In case u r getting confused by all the lifts, we have to take the lift down from the multi-storey carpark then walk to our block where we take another lift up to our unit)

As we approach the lift (at the void deck), Diamond guy was shuffling his feet restlesly. The Don signaled to me to wait for the next lift. My thoughts exactly. But when they entered the lift, the wife, once again, held open the lift doors for us with a smile and asked us to come in. I felt there was no reason for us to return his rudeness with equal rudeness on our part so we entered.

In the few minutes of the travelling time in the lift, the Diamond guy shuffled his feet restlessly a few more times. His wife tried to make small conversation but it seems everytime the wife opened her mouth to speak the husband mumbles something to his children. I glance at the back of the lift and he was actually facing the wall!! When they finally exited the lift one floor below ours, we burst out laughing at the weirdo. He must have had a pretty traumatic childhood to have such great issues with other human beings. My mind instantly flew to the character in the Tarzan movie. Well, at least Tarzan finally did learn how to talk and eliminate his suspicion on humankind. Hopefully someday Diamond Guy will too.


I can't help equating Diamond Guy with this figure on the left eh I mean right. *grins*