To the uninitiated, let me break it down for you. There are generally two kinds of expats - those that earn top dollar and live in swanky black and white homes just like how the British of old used to, and those who live in 3-roomed HDB flats, are employed on local terms, have (and use) their EZ-link cards on a daily basis, and own several sets of the standard Ah Pek uniform. You know, the standard issue - white tattered Double Pagoda singlets with matching (or not) Bata slippers. My man belongs to the latter group. To say that he blends in is an understatement. He orders kaya toasts and kopi-c-kosong without me having to hold his hand. He's a regular local angmoh, he is.