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CALL him shameless or naive but a 20-year-old has sent more than 300 letters to the richest residents in Sentosa Cove asking for a “sports car sponsorship”. And as incredible as it may sound, he said 10 have responded to him within a week – though none has granted him his wish.
In a brief letter sent last Thursday, Mr Gaw Yu Han introduced himself, giving his name and age, before stating his purpose which was “the hope of finding a sponsor”. He said he likes cars and listed as his favourites Audi R8 Coupe, Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG and Honda CR-Z.
“May I have the courage to ask for a car as a gift from you?” he wrote. Owners of a Sentosa Cove property, he added, “must be a person of great success” and “it will be nice to know and perhaps learn from you”.
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…”But I don’t like to ask my parents for money. I’d rather get a sponsorship,” said Mr Gaw, who has lived here for 13 years…”Anyway, I spent only five cents on a letter. And even if nobody offers a car, I can still make friends. It is important to network and have connections,” he said. “I don’t expect to give anything in return. What I can offer is casual friendship.”
So far, 10 Sentosa Cove residents, all Singaporeans, have contacted him, he claimed.
But they were more interested in finding out why he is doing this than buying him his dream car. One of them, a property developer known as Victor who owns two properties at Sentosa Cove, even arranged to meet him during the F1 race last Sunday and they chatted for 30 minutes, he told The Straits Times. Victor had asked about his background and even requested to see his identity card – but no promises were made.
“I could tell that he was not interested,” said Mr Gaw, who got his F1 ticket from an uncle.
“Singaporeans will never give me a car,” he said.
You’d probably have to forgive a 20 year old for trying to get something for nothing. After all, if you could get a free F1 ticket, Gaw may think that asking for a supercar is the next logical step. ‘Sponsorship’ doesn’t come cheap all the time. Gaw made no effort to justify why he’s entitled to a car, and without some sob story as a backdrop to emotionally manipulate the folks at Sentosa Cove, I don’t think his request would be entertained without the giver expecting something in return, something more than just ‘casual friendship’. I can only think of a few reasons why a lonely rich man would check the I/C of a 20 year old kid, in view of a number of rich people landing themselves in jail recently. I don’t think rich people want to associate themselves with LOSERS who go around begging people for stuff anyway. While I do agree that Singaporeans will NEVER give an able-bodied boy a car even if it were spare change to them, I doubt any self-respecting foreign billionaire would too.
So how do you go about asking for a sponsorship and be successful at it? First, you have to be a popular female blogger with a flat chest. Qiu Qiu eventually got her wish fulfilled, though she later went back to normal ‘size’ and seems quite delighted about it. Or you could be a female blogger requesting for plastic surgery to boost her confidence like Peggy Heng. But it’s all not just pretty girls with blogs that win the hearts of the generous. Popular food blogger Bradley gets to dine at fancy restaurants for free too. Gaw here sent a LETTER to seek endorsements. That’s the modern equivalent of going around with a begging bowl.
Gaw is a NOBODY, without the minimum reputation of a blogger, nor has he even made the effort to pitch a tragic life story of poverty and childhood abuse. Here’s some advice, Gaw. Start a blog, gain at least 1000 followers who care about you, spin some stories about being abused and bullied as a kid, about how you got fired from countless odd jobs, or maybe that all your life you NEVER got a single birthday or Christmas present, or never even stepped into a car showroom, not to mention IKEA. Tell the world about a make-believe disease, maybe testicular cancer and how you had to perform home-surgery with a rusty butter knife to emasculate yourself of one of your balls because you couldn’t afford the hospital fees. And then maybe someone from Sentosa Cove, someone without the assumption that you’re soliciting something beyond casual friendship, someone perhaps just as NAIVE as you despite being wealthy, may actually give a damn about your plea.