Were the words my friend nervously muttered to his girlfriend several months ago. The afore attached image is a picture of me with my first ever wedding invitation. Hmmm, Salmon, Chicken, or Filet Mignon?

*Note: Don’t read further if you don’t wish to read about the recent demise of my boss.

Though I feel this is not the right time to talk about the loss of life after such a cheerful introduction, but really, is there ever a right time to talk about death?

My ex-boss fell into a coma about a week ago and passed 2 days ago. During my summer internship with Philips Malaysia, he was the director of Digital Network division. So if you have an Astro Decoder with Philips written across it, he indirectly brought that technology to your home.

I would be lying if I said that I looked up to that man. In fact, there was even a point where I called him incompetant, and many people at the workplace disliked him. But he was a really nice person, and the only reason I managed to get that internship was because of him.

On the last day of my internship, he pushed to buy me drinks at my parent’s pub as a parting celebration. I managed to get myself drunk from chugging down all that whiskey so hilarity obviously ensued. Who would’ve thought that I could have fun hanging out with people twice my age?

The last two sentences I remember from that man before the alcohol kicked in full blow were,

“Louis, you have to learn to lose to your bosses.” - After kicking my supervisor’s butt playing pool.

and

“I wish you good luck with your future and don’t be afraid to drop by. I’ll see you again in December.”

sigh.