I noah guy
Spending the past one year in Thailand alone, my phone book is the most important thing to me.
I know a guy if I need to rent a car.
I know a guy if I need urgent last-minute transportation.
I know a guy if I need some new clothes.
I know a guy if I need a place to stay.
I know a guy if I need someone to drink with.
I know a guy if I need help for work-related matters.
The list goes on, and this list is necessary.
I was in Singapore for 3 weeks and decided to return to Thailand to tie up some loose ends, such as closing my bank account and settling my visa issues, which itself may take some time, so I booked a trip to spend a week in Thailand.
I had everything settled for me, except that I needed somewhere to stay for the 6 nights. As usual, I went through my phone book and enquired from the relevant contacts. I managed to get a nice condominium unit in a upscale location for only 7000 baht for the entire week. (The market rate is around 9000 baht, so I saved about $80.)
I stayed with this guy previously, but that time was at another condominium unit. Hence, upon meeting him, I naturally asked him about this new unit.
Me: So this is a new unit you got? This looks like a new building.
Erik: This is a new building, but no, it’s not mine. This unit actually belongs to someone else. His name is Will and now he lives elsewhere. I am just managing it for him.
Me: Wow, so you are helping Will?
Erik: No, I am helping you.
Brilliant. Brilliant answer.
