One-Tenth a Million

Days ago, one elderly man came to Escape Theme Park and thought our games could possibly make him win truckloads of cash. He was so disappointed when I told him all prizes are plush. Then his stories of betting at the Turf Club ensued for five minutes. Finally, to prove that you COULD possibly win truckloads of money at the Turf Club, he pulled out his OCBC Savings Passbook and ask me to read out the figures to him. One. Hundred. and. Sixty. Five. Thousands. DOLLARS . Okay. He is so lucky I ain’t no bandit or something. And yes, if you’re wondering, Kak Sikin wanted to sell one of our female staff to him and get some 65,000. You know, she was all, “He’s a good sugar daddy you know, just blow job can already,” then she retreated to the table and punched some numbers on the huge calculator before finally trying to convince me that one of us could get 7,534 dollars.