Much Like You
You know you are moving into another phase of your life when all the people you hang out with are either married (kids optional) or going to get married. This becomes vaguely obvious when your casual chit-chat revolves around topics like “how my partner folds the clothes” and “my uncle-in-law the asshat”.
And then you go running with other men, who are all running because
(a) Their wife says they should
(b) They don’t want to drop dead anytime soon on their family
(c) It’s their only chance to spend some time with the boys and get some beer later
By the way, I hate running in Singapore. The other men are always curious why I am not wearing government-issued New Balance shoes which results in me having to launch into an all too familar tirade about how I’m not local. So there I am in my beat-up Nikes, whilst everybody else has a pair of white gleaming New Balances. What gives?
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