Last year in One Utama, there was a Volvo exhibition at the concourse area. One corner, there was an uncle, looked familiar. He is our parents’ good friend. He was sitting alone waiting for customers to say hi. We approached him and waved vigorously. He saw us and gave a puzzled look. He just stared blankly at us and looked behind to check was there anyone else behind him. There wasn’t. He wondered who the hell we were. 2 Japanese girls waving and smilling at him?

No reaction was given to the girls. They ran away.