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    Friday, May 16, 2008
    seeing in true colours 10:27 AM

    this morning I crawled out from under my comforter at 9.45am, a far cry from my 12pm usual wake up times (not that I'm extremely proud of it). Avenue Q tickets originally worth $100/$120 were going at $15 a pop in celebration of the Singapore Repetoire Theatre's 15th Anniversary. Limited to 15 tickets for each of the first 7 days of the musical's run here in Singapore, it was going to be a matter of fastest caller first and I was bent on being amongst the first few the minute the SISTIC hotline opened at 10am.

    Of course, knowing the money-mindedness of Singaporean, they'd further limited it to a maximum of 2 tickets per customer. Without which, you'd probably have Avenue Q tickets auctioning off on yahoo auctions within the hour (I just checked. None yet. haha). But really, this brings me back to a topic I was discussing last night. Are Singaporeans really money-faced? All ready to jump at any opportunity to make money? I would admit that the idea did cross my mind. I would get a pair of tickets, and if I couldn't find someone to watch it with me, I could still sell it off and earn me a bit of money. And surely many other people would have had the thought. At $15 each, it wouldn't have done much harm to buy a few more tickets (if it had been possible) and then selling them off at anything even close to their original worth.

    In last night's pre-bedtime chatter, the friend implied our gov was as money-minded. And I probably represent a case of successful indoctrination, because I can more easily name the arguments for being money-minded than the dis-arguments. Money makes the world go round. Money is power. And without money, some interests e.g. travel can't be pursued. And our nation, small as it is, needs to amass wealth and stay important to the huge powerful economies of USA, UK and China. And I haven't exactly come from a rich family myself. I remember the things I couldn't afford and had to give up, watching with envy as my friends indulged. But then, I also realised I could probably live without some of these things; money really isn't everything, is it? I can count my blessings which don't come about because of money. And so, maybe some of that extra money should be put to better use. Donating to the Cyclone Nargis victims in Myanmar, buying a pack of tissue from the blind man at the hawker.

    Somehow, overnight, I've removed my rose-tinted glasses and I'm now looking at everything through a questioning glass, finally seeing things in true colour. And it's been about time.

    Oh, I forgot to add that I eventually didn't manage to get the $15 tickets, even though I was put through to the SISTIC operator at about 10.04am. She told me they'd been all sold out. Are Singaporeans kiasu? I think so.


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