There’s this bunch of stuck up guys at work, always showing off and flexing all their branded clothes, Rolex watches and expensive cars, and looking down on me for wearing Uniqlo.

They wear Rolex to work, but I can safely tell you that their Rolex are fake. I’ve seen it up close, the second-hand doesn’t move as smoothly as a real Rolex. And their Rolex is so light, like I’ve held real Rolex before, it isn’t THAT light. Maybe they all got scammed, serves them right. Go ahead and show off your fake Rolex you insufferable s—.

And they also like to purposely talk about their cars in the middle of the office, like who scratched their Audi, who never bathe and got into their BMW, and how they can’t wait to upgrade their Mercedes.

And they all wear expensive suits to work, like tailor-made $1k+ suits with premium materials. I have no issues with everything that they are doing, but when they start making fun of me for wearing Uniqlo, that’s when I can’t take it anymore.

They were talking in the pantry about where they got their suits made, and I just so happened to be making coffee and looked at them, and they started mocking me for wearing Uniqlo.

“You think I want to be like *name redacted* meh, wear cheap Uniqlo to go out meet client. I need to impress people one leh, not scare them away with my $40 Uniqlo shirt.”

Eh please, my Uniqlo shirt has brought in more clients in 6 months than you in the whole year. And you may be driving a sports car, but I have more than $100k of savings in my bank. You wear a Rolex but it’s fake, and you go around thinking it’s real. And Singapore is so hot, you wear suit confirm heat stroke.

Editor’s note: Your last paragraph put a smile on my face.