Sometimes I really wonder how the hell these buggers can ram a car into something and end up like this. Imagine you’re in the driver’s seat. Geez. Don’t over modify your car. A 1.5 litre can’t comprehend a 2.0 litre turbocharged engine. Plus the skeleton of a Proton Satria is so light, you can take off if you have proper wings on it.
So people, don’t over modify your car. Modify with proper knowledge.
Ok. I’m a bit frustrated. Received a new MBf card a month plus ago. Then got the statement from AmBank and went to pay the outstanding balance. The cash machine do not recognise the card number. What the fuck. I’ve been doing this for ages and suddenly now it doesn’t recognise my card.
But why AmBank is still sending me statement then? MBf didn’t send me or call me to inform that I have to go to pay at CIMB from now onwards. Ok fine. Then I went to CIMB and tried the cash machine and the card is not recognised. Again, what the fuck
Finally, went back to office and I called the MBf customer service centre and was told:
1. The old card is Visa and the new one is Master Card (MC). AmBank is issuing Visa while MBf themself is issuing MC.
2. The line of credit of the old card, Visa was given by AmBank. Now I still have some balance on the old card, therefore AmBank still sending me statement.
3. I can ONLY pay over the counter at CIMB at the moment or any MBf Card Centre. No cash machine no nothing. But I can use CIMB Click (CIMB’s internet banking). What the fuck.
“Why am I not informed whatsoever about this shit?” I shouted. The girl on the other end of the line just smiled “hehehe”. What the fuck. Now they said they will resend the statement. But I didn’t even receive any statement from neither MBf nor CIMB. Arrrghghh.
This morning there a few people from the fucking office called up asking when the fuck I gonna hand in the fucking MC.
Man…. what the fuck is so important with that fucking paper. No one asked what the hell happened or how’s my condition… am I dying etc. What they cared was that fucking MC. Will I smash my already ugly face just to fake a fucking MC?
Luckily my colleague came just now. Mun Choon. He came and collected the fucking MC.
Whenever a workshop tell you that they gonna settle your summons if you let them repair your car… claim insurance after a collision…. beware. Some of them might just forget and when your road tax is expiring, you’ll be surprised that you’re blacklisted. Hence, you gotta pay the summonses first before renewing road tax. Make sure you check your summonses regularly at myGovernment.
That just happened to me. Fuck. Paid 2 summonses at PJ… RM300 each. Fuck. Fuck. The fucking workshop where I gave them business to claim insurance and repair my car for two different road mishaps…. did not pay/kautim/pau/cover my summonses. They told me they’d settle the cops but they forgot. Yes… that’s what the boss told me. Fuck. As far as my memory serves me, I know I don’t have any summon…. but didn’t thought that it’s the accidents one. Fuck.
Reason the workshop told me? They said nowadays after the “malay lady” was promoted, everything seems difficult in the summon department. No compound, no discount no nothing.
Arrgghhh.
Sent my bro to the hospital, Damansara Specialist Hospital, for physiotherapy this morning and at the mean time went to the Credit Control Dept to settle the shit. Met the En. Ainol.. the fella who handled my bro’s admission.
G: Yo, Ainol, apa macam? Dah settle?? (Yo, Ainol, how is it? Is it settled?)
Ainol: Oh.. dah kan. Kan hari tu aku dah cakap on the phone. (Isnt it I told you on the phone the other day.)
G: Eh.. oh. Ya. Kena bayar untuk arm sling dan registration je. (Eh..oh. Yes. Just have to pay for the arm sling and registration fees.)
Ainol: Yeah, betul. Jom pergi kaunter bayaran. (Yeah, thats right. Lets go to the payment counter.)
So we walked over to the cashier counter outside the room. There was a lady tending to us.
Ainol: Ambik Mr. Bin punye fail. Nak buat refund deposit ni. (Can you take out Mr Bin’s file. Gotta make a deposit refund.)
Lady: Ok. (the lady looked among the heaps of files)
Ainol: Baguslah semua dah settle. (How good everything is settled now.)
G: Yeah. Bagus. Apa macam… dah minum, dah makan.. ? (Yeah. Good. So, have you taken your breakfast?)
Ainol: Oh..mestilah dah. Pukul brapa skarang ni?! (Oh, of course I had. You know what time is it?!)
G: Hahaha
Lady: Dah jumpa fail. Nak refund kena ambik IC patient lah.. dia kena sain. (Here I found the file. To refund, we need the patient’s IC and he needs to sign)
G: Eh… aku yang bayar deposit tu lah !! Adik aku kat rehab centre tu orang tengah tarik tangan dia… cam ne nak ambik? (Eh.. I’m the one who paid the deposit!! My bro is in the rehab centre now and someone’s pulling his hand… how am I gonna get it from him?)
Lady: Hehe… ok… ada resit untuk deposit hari tu tak? (Do you have the deposit receipt which they issued to you the other day?)
G: Ada… kejap… (looking in my bag for it)…. Ok. Ni dia. (I have it… here it is.)
Lady: IC?!
G: Ok… ni dia. (ok, here it is)
So waited again while she taps on the keyboard and generating the documents….
G: Eh Ainol, ada breakdown list untuk excess tu tak? (Eh, Ainol, do you have the breakdown list for the excesses?
Ainol: Ada.. (looking at the file)… ni dia. Final guarantee letter. (We have it… here, the final guarantee letter)
G: Eh.. (reading the letter - “Patient to self pay: Room & Board excess RM180, GST for Room & Board RM9.00, id band RM2.00 and arm sling RM26.75.”)
G: Ainol… so korang waive untuk aku RM180 dan RM9.00 GST lah… kan?! (Ainol, so you all are going to waive RM180 and RM9.00 for the GST, right?)
Ainol: Bukan. RM180 untuk R&B saje. GST you kena bayar jugak. (No, we only waive the RM180 for R&B. You have got to pay the GST.)
I caught fire in my head.
G: Kepala hotak engkau! Korang tak tanye pun, main letak orang kat bilik mahal, pas tu nak tipu. Skarang aku ingatkan korang absorb R&B… kau nak charge aku GST lagi. (What the fuck you numbskull ! You all didn’t even ask for our consent before you put us into a dearer room and tried to cheat us. I thought now you all are going to absorb the RM180 R&B charges and its resulted GST.
Ainol: Bukan… bukan… kita dah waive RM180 tu… kita telan tu… yes, kita absorb tapi GST kena bayar jugak. Ni goverment yang charge.. bukan kitorang. Insurance tak cover GST lah. (No, no, we’ve waived the RM180, we swallowed it.. yes we absorbed but you still have to pay GST. This is charged by the government.. not us. Insurance does not cover GST.
G: Ok… kalau GST untuk R&B yang aku entitled tu tak cover… aku bayar. Misal kata… insurance cover aku RM100 untuk room… then aku admit 3 hari.. so RM300 insurance bayar… RM 15 untuk GST aku bayar. Itu takde hal. (I don’t mind paying for the GST resulted from the room rate that is covered. For instance, my insurance only cover RM100 per day.. then I admitted for 3 days.. so insurance gonna pay RM300 and I’ll pay RM15.00. Thats fine.
Ainol: Ah, ye lah… betul lah tu, insurance tak cover GST. (Ah, yes. Thats right… insurance does not cover GST.)
G: Eh, kau ni tak paham-paham lah… korang yang buat kita buta-buta kena excess RM180… secara tidak langsung RM9.00 GST ni korang kena kautim lah. Kau nak tipu aku lagi ke? (Eh, you don’t understand at all… you all made us to incur unnecessary excess of RM180 and indirectly you all should bear the RM9.00 of GST. You want to cheat me again?)
Ainol froze, looking in dismay and speechless. He kept looking at the file and in a blink of an eye, he slipped out his wallet pulling out a RM10.00 bill.
Ainol: Ok lah, ok lah, ok lah… aku bayar lah. (Ok, ok, ok… I’ll pay for it.)
G: Aku bukan nak salahkan engkau.. aku cuma bagi tau korang cam ne nak buat kira-kira. (I’m not blaming on you.. I’m just telling you how to do maths.)
Lady: Er..ohh… eehh.. err… kejap… aku tengah print resit. (Er..ohh… eehh.. err… wait.. I’m printing the receipt.)
A moment of silence at the counter.
Lady: Ni dia…. balance. RM 171.25. (Here’s the balance)
G: Terima kasih. (Thank you)
Ainol: Ok lah. Sorry ah. Thank you. (in a very displeased expression but giving a customer-is-always-right smile, in other word “senyum tawar”)
G: Ok ok. Terima kasih. Se se ni. Wo ai ni. (I on the other hand… “senyum kambing”)
Man… what a drama.
Your Ref : TBA
Date : 7th August 2007
Damansara Specialist Hospital Fax: 7722 2617
119 Jalan SS20/10
Damansara Utama
Petaling Jaya
47400 Selangor Darul Ehsan
Attn: Credit Control Department
Dear Sir,
Admission on 3rd August 2007
Insured/Patient : Mr. Bin
NRIC No. : xxx
MRN No. : xxxxxx
Admission Date : 3rd August 2007 (11.45pm)
Discharge Date : 6th August 2007 (4.00pm)
Ward/Room/Bed: MAT/004/xxx
Admission Doctor: Dr. Gan
With reference to the above matter.
I would like to know why my deposit of RM200 been hold and have to pay excess for the room and board when we already have insurance coverage which your good office had received a guarantee letter.
In the conversation with your En. Ainol yesterday evening, he told me that it is not our fault nor the insurance company (HLA from hereon) as it is your (DSH from hereon) problem for not having a room at the rate of RM100.00 available. However he told me he sent a letter to inform the insurance company about the problem (room unavailability), that DSH is putting us in the more expensive room and let the insurance to decide. En. Ainol stressed it is not our fault. Asked why we were not shown the letter, En. Ainol said it is the hospital’s procedure and patient cannot be shown the letter.
If that is the case that DSH is going to “upgrade” the room, why are we not informed verbally or in writing? I have told the person at the admission counter that night, that our insurance coverage is RM100 for the room and board. He already checked that with HLA before my brother was admitted. Then we were told to just follow a guy who led us to the ward room. No one during the entire admission duration had ever informed us about the rate of the room and how are we to know. I suggest DSH put a price tag on the door. If DSH if going to put a patient to a more expensive room, at least have the courtesy to let the patient know so that they can decide whether to admit and pay the excess or admit in another hospital. How can you boast this in your fourth line of your “Patient’s Charter”?
In this writing, I’m hoping that these errors can be rectified and my deposit of RM200 is refunded because I felt cheated. I demand the soonest possible reply. Thank you.
Yours faithfully,
endroo G
endroo@gmail.com
Cc: Hong Leong Assurance Bhd. (Life; Med Global) Fax: 03-7650 1881
Cc: Jimmiziv Young (HLA)
I went to the bank this afternoon during lunch time and when I’m done with my banking, it was raining heavily. Geez. My office is just walking distance away from the bank, HSBC Jalan Sultan Ismail (near Bukit Bintang). Fuck. Its just about 300 metres down the road.
So I’ve got no choice but to take a taxi. I know it would be costly for that distance…. maybe it should cost about RM2.60- 3.00 ?! But heck, no. When I got into the taxi (reg. no: HWB 5694), the cabby told me RM10.00 !! What the fuck!?
G: Menara Promet !
Cabby: Ok. RM10.00 !
G: What?! Its just nearby.
Cabby: Yeah, I know. But this is what I charge tourist.
G: Do I look like a tourist?
Cabby: Ok lah. RM8.00 is final!
G: Aiyoh, its just nearby. Why you’re not using the meter?
Cabby: We’re doing tourist only.
G: But still….?!
Cabby: ……..
G: ok. RM5.00. I’m giving you a lot already.
Cabby: Ok ok ok lah.
I’ve got no choice…. there were about 5-6 taxis without passenger passed by looking at me helplessly. Argghh, fuck those taxi drivers.
So… to all Singaporeans….. I respect your taxi service. Vietnamese, I respect your taxi service !!
Anyone with KL taxi experience to share?
I called the workshop on Monday to ask whether my car is ready or not. The boss told me i can collet it on Thursday. But then I was not free to collect it yesterday. So I called them this morning that I’ll go there this afternoon.
So, I went there in the afternoon. Thanks to Mun Choon for sending me there. However I was infuriated when I saw that my car is not ready. The my stereo and the amp were not fixed yet. Then, the battery discharged. They need to jump start my car. After they started the engine, there was smoke coming from the positive cable. Shit, something’s burning. Stopped the engine. The battery was at boiling point. Anyway, the battery had shown warning sign before the road mishap. They unplugged the audio system so that no one could steal it. All these were fine.
The fucking thing is that the boss told me that i can collect my car anytime when I called him on Thursday informing him I can’t make that day. They should’ve check all this nitty gritty even before I come. Fuck.
So.. the drama ended. Peace.
So.. where the fuck is Earl kukujiao now? He made everyone worried. I almost got an accident in Jalan Kuching yesterday afternoon while driving without handsfree and when my Szer told me that kukujiao is missing probably after a brawl with some thugs at Thai Club. Geez.
Then later in the evening, gtalked with Daniel Franklin, he told me kukujiao is found in JB. Aiyo. Drama betul lah.
ok. maybe we should end this up. All the while I mean no harm and no hate, no beef, no shit, no flame, no whatever. Point form to the emcees of that day concerned:
The female emcee
The guy emcee
The rest of the retaliation team
Come. Lets find a solution to end this shit. I’m tired looking at the hits statistics. Oh, by the way, have anyone of you read my disclaimer at the bottom/footer of this page? Hmm…. bloggers. Eh, also… thanks for coming here to read my shit. Please come again. I value your business. Well, actually I started out to lure some hits by saying some “negative” sentiments. The Blogger Party was nice… but there’s room for improvement. Maybe we all can help to make it a better event. It was nice to have it in the first place. Ok. Thats all. No more beef and shit after this post is relegated to second place in the main page. I must have had shown some degree of notoriety to be featured in skykeepyou. Thanks CK.
Ok.. this is suppose to be a crash course to endroog’s when bullshit matters readers. For some of you who never read my shit before…. before the Bloggers Party in particular.
I received a numbers of backfires of which I really welcome. And the most hilarious one so far, is this one by a faggot who I find quite interesting in the way he blogs. He can be reached at the URL below. No, I ain’t gonna link that faggot here. Copy the shitty link and paste it in the address bar. At least there’s someone reading my shit.
Well, here at endroog’s, I practice freedom of speech and or freedom of expression. You call write whatever you want and diss anyone you wanna diss. Isn’t that reason why we blog in the first place? This is where you channel your thoughts. If i said something is shitty, it is shitty to me. If something is fuckingly boring, it is boring to me. Simple as that. I’m not trying to make enemy here. This is what I think of something from my first impression maybe. And also even my homies were not spared from my occasional dissing spree. My blog is full of bullshit and if you’re smart enough, you’ll know what is real and what is not so real. Yeah, I fabricate shits at times. Thats the wonder of blogging.
This past month, I’ve been a bit busy for blogging… blogging about constructive diss. So manybe now I really need to get back to blogging as before. If some of you can’t take diss constructively, then you’re not blogger material. If my baseless statements hurt your feelings, you have two options…. (1) get the fuck out of my fucking blog. Dont come again ever and (2) leave a comment, tell me you wanna fuck me. OK !
So… dont take this seriously. I’m not in the mood of making enemy. Thats just why I thought it was. I didn’t know what the fuck was that emcee…. let alone if he/she is a pro emcee or not.
Thanks for having me featured at sky keep you. eh… PLEASE MENTION MY NAME IN THAT POST LAH !!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S endroo G !!!!!!
Please refer to http://skykeepyou.blogspot.com/2007/03/sky-keep-you-case-001.html
Just when I thought that I wanna renew my passion for my job with this fucking company, they come up again with their shit policy. This is a breakdown. I’m just so envious of people who can use MSN chat in their office without any limitations. But chat program is not necessary. Email is necessary. Now they blocked our access to our webmail and they didn’t even give us corporate email. I feel insulted.
I remember posting about it. I’ll be glad if you read this. Real fucked up company.
Well, the other day, I was having a drink with Agent in Big Hong Kong, Kepong. Then VTEC came over. Introduced them and then… a few days later VTEC kept asking me if Agent can get him a Thai hole to fuck. Geezz. I dont know what they talked but it seems like Agent’s a pimp daddy of some sort. I asked Agent about VTEC:
G: Oi, mahai, my fren VTEC kept asking me if you can solicit a transaction for him. He want to fuck. Nia meh, he kept pestering me in the office. Cheebye.
Agent: Ayoyo, very hard lah. He indian, not many girl wanna fuck. Some more, he so black. Really one, girls also will choose if they are given an option.
G: Maybe you’re right. I give him your number, ok? You tell him?!
Agent: Mahai, dont want lah. Tiu lei lah!
G: Arrghh. Ok lah. Ok. Ciao.
Then 2 days before CNY, Agent called me and asked:
Agent: Oi, that day your fren, the indian guy, what his name?
G: VTEC. Why?
Agent: Oh. No lah, just wanna ask him how to go Tanjung Balai.
G: Tanjung Balai? Where the fuck is that?
Agent: Eh, that day yamcha, VTEC told me that place very nice one. Fuck is cheap. Cheaper than Thailand. I dont know how to go. Wanna ask him how to go.
G: Oh that one. Tiu lei lah, that day asked you to help find hole for him, you talked cock. Now you ask him, you think he will help? I think I heard him said something like… boarding a ferry from Melaka… you need you passport. Its in Sumatra.
Agent: Ok. Maybe I’ll be going on the third day of CNY with a friend.
G: Go ahead. Get me some souvenir. You better check out the ferry schedule etc first.
Agent: Ok. Oklah.
So, is Tanjung Balai is what as describe as above? A place of sin??? Maybe Sean or Michelle can gimme an accurate answer. Sean, you was in Tanjung Balai for CNY, so how was that place? Maybe Michelle should tell us, coz thats her hometown.
Only do stunts if you know what you’re doing.
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