For as long as I can remember, we've been doing our grocery shopping at this sundry shop: Kedai Ah Beng (the actual name of the shop is Kedai Eng Huat, but the proprietor is called Ah Beng; hence the name).
Ah Beng has an assistant who up until a few months ago we only call 'kuli Ah Beng'. Nobody knows what his real name was. And the funny thing was, nobody ever thought of asking him. We keep asking each other what his real name is, but not the person himself. Until one day when he came to deliver groceries and my dad asked him.
"Ah Seng" he said.
So everyone went "Ohh... Ah Seng".
After that whenever we pass him on the road, someone would say "Hey, there goes Ah Seng".
But two months after the discovery, Ah Seng is back to being 'kuli Ah Beng'. Well... I guess some guys just can't be "Ah Seng".
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