As if Laura would ever leave me alone to deal with a real estate agent in Singapore. She knows better. She knows that I’d probably flip and do something that I would later regret, such as murder. You see, dealing with real estate agents in Singapore is probably the most stressful experience one could have, even worse than the people who stop suddenly at the top of an escalator to check their phone for messages.
Therefore, I’ve decided to commit myself to a five-part examination of this particular incident in order to fully capture the depths of depravity that one is likely to endure in this type of circumstance. Enjoy.