Seriously. In the middle of work, I got an urgent message from my brother in the States, saying my Dad was called down to give S$10000 to a con man, with the con man saying my brother’s in trouble and needs money.
WHAT THE FUCK!
After numerous failed attempts to reach my Dad, I managed to get in contact with my Uncle and brother, and it turns out, my Mum managed to reach my Dad and stop him.
But that ain’t the truth of the story.
Rushing home to check what really went on, I finally reached my Dad, and the real deal was:
He went down to confront the con man, got the bank account number, and didn’t transfer the money. Instead, he went to the police HQ at Cantonment, made a police report and gave the bank account number.
WHAT THE FUCK.
Wah lau, he just went down without telling my Mum his plan, got her into a panic and called my uncle, who got my brother, and who got me into a panic.
Sheesh.
Your dad is a very exciting character!