It was not the day I used to have usually. I had a lunch meeting with colleagues, mostly women and well dressed up. It was not regular, though. But I am working on an arrangement of being regular meeting eventually. My logic to initiate on this purpose was something like this: "I'm getting very close to a sixty year old birthday. And I need someone to sing a birthday song at that time with Korean traditional costumes on." For that reason, I am decided to cherish this meeting very seriously and I will try very hard to make my wish happen." Unfortunately, nobody showed some sort of interests or comments on my proposal except for one. And saying that I have to wear that a traditional dress, don't I ? And she was teasing me that "I will sing a pop song, instead."
I don't care what kind of songs you sing as long as you are there in presence. That would be lovely. And nothing more. Now, I see how I am getting old.
P.S. By the way, the lunch was not that bad at all.
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