Wig

The whole HR department brought me out for lunch today. The purpose: to buy me a wig! 2 of my colleagues wanted to buy me a wig each. One long, one short. We took a taxi from Raffles Place to City Plaza (a quiet neighbourhood shopping centre) and my boss paid the taxi fare.

We went to this little shop called Sinma that had quite a variety of wigs. I tried on a few - short hair, bob hair and long hair. The short one looked weird on me. Even the Promoter told me that I looked too old for my age with the short hairstyle.

So I tried on a bob hair one. It was quite nice. It looked natural. I liked the design a lot but the colour was light brown (like hazel) and I wasn't used to light coloured hair. I have never dyed my hair since I was born and have always had jet black hair. So I tried on another where the colour was darker. Oh, the colour was nice. But I didn't like the hairstyle. It was ugly.

I then tried on some long haired wigs. They looked fake. One could tell at a glance that I was wearing a wig. Probably because the length of the hair made the wig heavy and didn't seem natural.

So it was only down to two wigs. The one with the nice design but not so nice colour or the one with the nice colour but awful design. I guess the choice is obvious. I picked the light coloured wig with the wonderful design. One of my colleagues shared my opinion but my other colleague and boss actually thought I looked nice in the wig that I picked.

Well I wouldn't be looking at myself so I guess if they're right then it's safe to get it. As we only ended up buying one wig, both my colleagues shared and paid for it. I am so touched.

We then went for lunch at Happy Restaurant where my boss paid. It was yummy. There was a buffet dessert/ salad/ soup/ fruit spread that came with each main course. I think it was quite worth the price.

Taking the cab from City Plaza back to the office, my boss paid again. How wonderful. I got a free lunch, free transport and a sponsored wig for my courageous act. hehe Perhaps I should make this a yearly affair...