My mother never expressed any fears that I may never get married or find someone suitable. She told me one day around 2 years ago that if I didn't want to get married I could just stay with them forever. In my head, OH MY GOD, she just totally gave up on me. I have to get out of here! Cut to 2011 and another ex boyfriend later...just coming from a short trip to Jakarta and our first day back from our morning yoga. She says my name in such a weird formal way in Fookienese.
Ma: Eh Sharona, gua si be kang di kong.....
My mom is really a scatterbrain and so am I but at least I'm OC about things making sense sometimes. But she starts rambling really fast. So I think she wants to me get Kaishiao, which means "introduced" or more formally "match made" or "blind date". But I think in the Fookienese it really means "match made". So I was thinking huh, why does she want me to date another girl's guy. But finally, I understand that she wants me to meet up with a match maker. Ok, match makers loosely are just aunties who are nosey, I think. But apparently she semi pro (i guess like basketball players). She gets paid if her match gets married. I just found it so funny and utterly interesting even though I will risk going through another round of weird blind dates. I will do this. I have never really tapped the Binondo Chinese market because I never really assimilated with the Chinese crowd and was brought up in an exclusive non-secular (Opus Dei) all girls school where there were 4 chinese girls in a class of 27. So Chinese guys were somewhat of a mystery to me but I have my prejudices.
So the next day, I decided since I'm not so busy yet, I might as well go meet this lady. Because she wants to meet me before she starts "matching" up. I think it's more like checking out the product. So my mother, my aunt who knows this matchmaker and me head on to Arangke Market to "buy" Chinese goods. So we go there and as soon as I get in I feel so uncomfortable. Like i'm a piece o meat! My mom also thinks it's such a weird idea and starts feigning the knowledge of our jaunt to Arangke Market. And we start staring at the products looking like we're VERY INTERESTED at the BLACK SESAME OIL! LOL. Mom didn't even want to right her telephone number down! LOL! She's so funny. I think she sorta regretted it. I just wanted to drink my milk tea from Ying Ying. So I was sorta ok.
So I get a phone call today! I have a date on Sunday. I was told to dress more sexily. LOL! From this old lady in Arangke Market. LOL! He's 5 years older than me. Let's see. And the adventure begins!
