Here's a Singapore song for you. It's one of my favourites from way back in primary school : It's the little things.

Have a wonderful National Day! Enjoy the fireworks!

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Anyway, today I had a customer who had seven words in his given name+surname. I spent more time than usual copying down his name. I think he felt duh too. When it was time for me to call him, I started to say the first word and decided not to complete the sentence. It was too much of a feat. Worse than saying supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. And I knew I might have to repeat myself. Fortunately he was in sight and with a quick wave of my hand, he came to my counter. Phew. I find it extremely hard to pronounce Indian names sometimes. Sometimes gesticulating works better than speaking.