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Que sera, sera… whatever will be, will be….. yeah right. Not anymore, mind you. That phrase is so old skool and archaic.

The hate against the royal police force.. traffic police to be precise.. is getting deeper. I was stopped at a road block the day before yesterday in Puchong. That fucking police.. an indian guy or perhaps mamak.. demanded to see my wallet when I handed him my travel documents and a sheet of red paper. He said that is not enough at all and demanded to see my wallet. He even have the audacity to say if there are no more sheets of paper, he will let me off. He also asked me not to waste time… as it was very hot and challenged me to come out of the car to feel the heat.

He accused me of crossing a line which I should not have crossed near a junction. Bollocks.

Of course I was so calm as I know how to handle these bastards and I know my rights. Furthermore it was a very very hot mid day and the sun was so scorching even my underwear was drenched with my sweat in-car with aircond in full blast. I admit begging him for a chance by giving lame excuses such as I don’t know the area well as I don’t live there… etc. He kept telling me Ops Sikap is still in operation (I found out that nite, that day was the last day) and the summonses are all 300 bucks. No discount or appeal. I told him I dont have anymore sheets of paper and if he’s not satisfied with a sheet of red paper…he can issue me a summon. What choice do I have?

He was so crossed he threw my documents and the paper back into my car and they fell onto the floorcarpet. He shouted at me to get out of his sight at once. He also yelled “waste of time !”. There were 3 cars after me that were waiting for their turn to be served the summonses.

So moral of the lesson, always don’t challenge them immediately and don’t offer mint to them rightaway. Waste their time and test their patience. Act inferior to them and beg if you must. Ask them if they have proof of your wrongdoing.

Back to the que sera thing. I won’t advise and or endorse any hopeful and right minded person to join those uniformed bastards in my lifetime. They are a disgrace to the nation. If my kid ask me what should they be in the future…I’ll definitely tell them without even the need to think, they can be anyone, of any lawful profession EXCEPT traffic police in Malaysia.

They are so thick-faced that they are not shy at all to ask for more… Pepsi. Real pundek.

I don’t know what was the reason. Well… I finally got a corporate email account after working in this company for eight fucking years.

I always wonder what is the reason that my fellow colleagues in the department are not given emails…. the typists have emails, receptionist have emails and everyone have emails EXCEPT the despatch boys and Us.

WHY ?

why?

I was at Tropicana City Mall last Sunday to watch The Wolfman starring Anthony Hopkins and Benicio Del Toro. I’m not doing a movie review here ok.

So, after the movie, me and my Szer went walking around window shopping. Then we came this printing shop called “e-Print” or something. As usual, there will be samples where we can browse through there vast collection of cards ranging from those less than a ringgit to more than 10 ringgit. They have an album for Chinese-themed cards and another one for Malay-themed cards.

I notice that some of the cards are the same, I mean the size, colour and dimension. The differences are the wordings, embossed decorative patterns and of course the price. A plain metallic yellow-gold colour chinese-themed card with just a gold wedding logo the size of 20 sen (without any embossed floral decorative pattern) cost RM1.60 while a malay-themed card of the similar size, colour and dimension and with a slight difference that is the decorated words of “Jemputan Perkahwinan” in gold…. and it cost only RM1.00 !!

I was shocked and asked the malay lady manning the kiosk and she said malay-themed cards are usually cheaper. She just smiled knowing that I cornered her to say it out that the malay-themed card is cheaper. I would have created a fuss there and ask her to tell the reason if not for Szer asking me to go off.

What the fuck? The only difference between the two card is that the chinese card has a logo and the malay card has the words….. no decorative patterns emboss whatsoever.

What the fuck?

After 2 weeks of class for the last paper, I finally realise that many of my fellow classmates are taking the class just to pass exam. Well, dont get me wrong, I’m not saying that is wrong but it made me ponder, what the heck am I doing in the class? Am I there just to pass the papers or there to learn what would be of help for the career in the future?

As many of you who had taken a marketing subject before would know that this dicipline is very wide in scope. We just cannot get everything from the book especially those tailored-book for a particular industry for example. The facilitator tried to instill the reseaching culture in us as all his assignments required us to do research.

Then came an uproar to the style of teaching of this particular facilitator, who is a qualified marketing major who has a list of qualification including an MBa and ACII for that matter. His researching culture caused inconvenience to many in the class who would prefer a cut-and-paste and copy-from-book approach. They were also afraid of the facilitator’s strict requirement for the marking of assignments and the project paper. A petition was motioned and yeah, everyone wanted to replace the teacher. They almost went picketing. Majority wanted the replacement and some remained neutral including myself. Reasons raised in various emails to the instituition’s authority that was copied to me include the following lines:-

1. “Expecting us to go extra miles e.g internet or other sources to get information”
2. “His assignment look very tough(look at his condition eg must be original lah,etc)” <- plagiarism issue
3. “Assigment is too stringent – do not give any lee-way”
4. “Keep on asking us to surf Internet to answer assignment which I do not have any!”
5. “I have the opinion that he lacks preparation as I observed he read from the course book, or slide, and then appear to be ‘figuring’ out the sentence and after that to explain.”
6. “A lecturer who is to share and transfer his knowledge to the rest of the class would obviously know the coursebook by heart from front to back.  At least that is the impression I get from the previous classes”

So, in the end the facilitator was replaced due to a priciple that we learned from class….. customer’s satisfaction.

Shit does happen. Bought a pair of Clarks shoe the morning right before I boarded the plane back to Malaysia from London. Now, slightly after a month and worn a only a few times for casual outings, the shoe is now rendered useless. Why? The elastic shoe lace snapped. Emailed Clarks London and all they replied is :

Dear Mr G

Thank you for your email.

Unfortunately, we are unable to obtain replacement laces for your mamba Drum shoes and I’m sorry for any disappointment caused.

Regards
Linda Murphy
Customer Care

Our Ref: 000699099A

I can’t believe thats all they can say. Well, I decided not to pursue the case and full refund is only available between 28 days of purchase. Furthermore, this Ms. Linda Murphy have not replied my second email which I asked for a full refund as there are no laces replacement available. In fact, I went to the Clarks shop in 1Utama and was told that they dont sell accessories such as shoe laces let alone an elastic shoe laces. This is real shitty. I was so frustrated. I bought that fucking shoe for £49.99 (incl. VAT) and that was before the forex fell to RM5.40 to a pound. Arrghghhhh… fuck.

Luckily, I found a pair of laces at Bata, 1Utama. The colour may not match entirely but it does the job. At least I can wear the shoe. Looks like I gotta drop by their Malaysia HQ/factory in Jalan Kapar, Klang to buy matching laces.

Long live, Bata…

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.