At the stroke of midnight, the student was still crunching the endless assignments. It stood in front of him.
In the crowded mall, the seated couple was sharing a joke. Traces of it smeared across her face.
As the bus moved along the expressway, the child was fast asleep in her mother’s arms. It was there in her bag, with the bottles of baby food from Heinz.
It’s no mystery. They are among us. We see them all the time.
Sometimes, I have names for them.
They are friends.
Meet Johnny. He was their 253,547,743th Filet-O-Fish. I’ve know Johnny for a long time. He was a prize I won when I topped the class in 1989. A prize I cherished for a while. What is there not to like about this friend which consists of a crispy, golden crumbed piece of flaky, fried fish fillet sandwiched between soft, warm buns? And the smooth tartar sauce with bits of the perkin’, jerkin’ gherkin. A friend that helped me got through the darker phases of life. Like when I dropped to the eleventh position in 1990. And the countless rejections. I still see Johnny once in a while. His existence never once failed to bring cheer. Best of friends, big old Mac and we.
There’s a newfound friend I named Chomechai or pretty girl in Thai. She was a Spicy Fish McDeluxe. What sets her apart from Johnny was the corn-meal bun, instead of the typical kind. And of course, the addition of a special Thai chilli sauce. Living up to her name, Chomechai looked really pretty the first time we met. Alluring, if I may. But the taste was disappointing. The chilli tasted so bland, I almost had to add some extra chilli sauce. The common, pre-packed ones. We could have had so much fun together, Chomechai. But you chose to be safe, with that taste.
My meeting with Kaori-chan was serendipitous. Had I not gone to the library to get Murakami’s Sputnik Sweetheart, I would have never noticed her presence. The banner screaming KARAI! (hot!) caught my attention. It was meant to be. A Wasabi Filet-O-Fish. What else can one asks for? The wasabi cream was absolutely karai! No kawai (cute) business here, please. This is one fiery, wicked babe. I’ve been meeting Kaori-chan quite often, after work. Maybe tonight as well, for a quick flu relief. She’s a friend. A medicinal friend in many ways.
Some don’t notice them for they come and go(bbled).
Others are too indulged in their own ramblings.
Or perhaps they were doubtful of fastfriends.
Look around you, if you can afford the time.
You’ll never know when you’ll make a new friend.
I’m lovin’ some of mine.
Malaysia’s McDonald’s website: http://www.mcdonalds.com.my/
Singapore’s McDonald’s website: http://www.mcdonalds.com.sg/
* Filet-O-Fish is available in Malaysia and Singapore (and many other parts of the world).
* Spicy Fish McDeluxe is available in Malaysia.
* Wasabi Filet-O-Fish is available in Singapore.