endroog

Dear Car-lost,

In a few days I will be parting with you. Thanks for being there for me for so long since GABR days and till now I’ve travelled about 238,000 kilometres with you all over the peninsular of malaysia.North, south, east and west.

I may not be a good owner but nevertheless I did tried to give you the best – Mobil1, Meguiars, V-Power, Continental, Ambi-pure, and many more. So many fond memories of us travelling in style and you brought me to every damn corners of the Klang Valley.

I hope you gonna have a better owner than me in the future. We’ve gone through thick and thin all these year… with you involving in multiple minor accidents and me making money extorting the third party at fault. Though I’ve never strike on your registration number… but it did came close a few times. It opened in 1st and 2nd prize for a few times.

Actually I don’t want to part with you but I just can’t take it anymore. Everyone have been urging me to part with you – my szer, my dad, szer’s dad, my friends, my insurance agent friend, my colleagues, my mechanic, etc. I just can’t stand it anymore. Your market value dropped so drastically in the past year. You will be replaced by a Perodua…. to take me to extra kilometers.

Well, hope we can bump into each other next time in town. Please pray for me to strike your registration number ok. I would just buy you back from the used car dealer.

With love and adios,

endrooG

Hei yo, Happy Merdeka and I hope your long weekend was great. Well, I went to Singapore by flight on Firefly budget airline. Got a fairly cheap deal. Visited some touristy place there in Singapore i.e. Esplanade and saw the merlion from afar…. the bank of Malaysia… that is Maybank secured a good location for its building…. and the building is even taller and nice that the Menara Maybank or Dataran Maybank in KL. Geez. Anyway, the latest hype in Orchard Road… the yet another new shopping mall, Ion Orchard among many other established malls along the road…. shopping malls there are quite happening. Singaporeans just love their foodcourts. Everywhere you go, there are foodcourts. Stalls? Kopitiam? They just prefer foodcourt because its cleaner.

There’s another nice happening place… Dempsey Road. It used to be an army barrack during colonial time and now its a place where most of the expats hang out. There are many good restaurants over there. Oh yeah… the purpose of the trip was actually attend one of my szer friend’s baby fullmoon bash at Sheration Hotel. The lunch buffet was nice. Goo bak mi or beef noodles in Singapore is a big thing. There’s one good one in Purvis Street (aka Hainan Street?) called Hock Lam Beef Noodles….  ok well all these happened thanks to the Ang family’s hospitality.

Ok… back to work today…. some weird thing happened about email. Can you imagine working in a company where even the receptionist has an email but you don’t…. how fucking pathetic would that be? The HR manager came over and asked the guy sitting next to me about an urgent matter sent by email from an insurance company to both the director and the chairman. Not to say complant, the email wanted a quick response /reply comment on an issue. After drafting the letter, the HR came and asked EU to email her the softcopy of the letter. FYI, we have no choice but to draft a letter because we DON’T HAVE A FUCKING EMAIL.

E told the HR.. “dei, we have got no email lah (you idiot) !!!”. Then she was like stunned… and said “well, you can use G’s email to send to me.”. I looked at her and then at EU. I was like ” I don’t have an email either. We all don’t have email. dont you know?”. She then took the hardcopy of the letter printed by EU and left.

Now, one thing for sure, the senior management, HR, directors, and chairman didn’t know thst the whole department doesn’t have email except those of managerial post. The company may have won some “the best in Asia”, “the best brand in ____ “, the “golden cow” and other awards (by using money??)…. but they can’t even care to provide tools that are required for our job and maintain staff morale. We have email client (Notes) installed in each of our computer but without an email account.

Like what Munna aka Balram Halwai said, what a fucking joke?

Passed by this place many times over the years and until recently I finally stopped by to see whats the fuss with all this people collecting water by the roadside. Thats the hilly road going to Ulu Yam and Batang Kali.

Above: The water flows out continuosly from the hill.

G: Hey mister, you are collecting all this water for drinking or washing purpose?

Mr: Of course for drinking, lah ! This is the best water for drinking. Its better than those of the Diamond or Nesh bullshit.

G: Even better than those bottled mineral water like Spritzer etc ?

Mr: This is the best. Why do you think I come here everyweek to collect drinking water supply for a week?

G: How many containers you have here?

Mr: 11 ! I’ve been here the whole morning. Come, since you have a small bottle, why don’t you take some first.

G: Ok. I wanna see whats so great with this water…

Mr: Here… go ahead. I use this water to brew tea… chinese tea. You get different taste from the same tea box.

G: (gulping a litre of water)…. WOW. This water is sweet and fresh. (reminds me the water of Kenyir Lake that I drank)

Mr: Exactly. The sweetness is because the water contains high oxygen which is good for the body. Unlike tap water, those are treated water with gallons of chemicals in it.

G: Whoa… then this water is very suitable for cooking…. for soup and gravy.

Mr: Definitely it will be out of this world.

G: Maybe I’ll come and collect water with a bigger bottle one day.

Mr: You should. This water is healthy. There were even Health Officers came here before to take water sample and certified it to be drinkable.

G: Oh really?

Mr: Yeah… I’ve been coming here everyweek for the past 4 years.

G: Ok good. I take another bottle of water for my journey back to KL. Where you from? Batang Kali or Ulu Yam?

Mr: No… I’m from Selayang. All the way from Selayang just for the sake of the water.

G: Oh… I’m from there too. Now no more stayin there. Ok, let me take a picture and I have to roll already. Thanks.

Mr: Alright young man.

“Human Nature”

Looking out
Across the night-time
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice
Shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs

Get me out
Into the night-time
Four walls won’t hold me tonight
If this town
Is just an apple
Then let me take a bite

Chorus
If they say -
Why, why, tell ‘em that is human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
If they say -
Why, why, tell ‘em that is human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way

Reaching out
To touch a stranger
Electric eyes are ev’rywhere
See that girl
She knows I’m watching
She likes the way I stare

If they say -
Why, why, tell ‘em that is human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
If they say -
Why, why, tell ‘em that is human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
I like livin’ this way
I like lovin’ this way

(instrumental section)

Looking out
Across the morning
The city’s heart begins to beat
Reaching out
I touch her shoulder
I’m dreaming of the street

Chorus
If they say -
Why, why, tell ‘em that is human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
If they say -
Why, why, tell ‘em that is human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
I like livin’ this way

“Dirty Diana”

Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .

You’ll Never Make Me Stay
So Take Your Weight Off Of Me
I Know Your Every Move
So Won’t You Just Let Me Be
I’ve Been Here Times Before
But I Was Too Blind To See
That You Seduce Every Man
This Time You Won’t Seduce Me

She’s Saying That’s Ok
Hey Baby Do What You Please
I Have The Stuff That You Want
I Am The Thing That You Need
She Looked Me Deep In The Eyes
She’s Touchin’ Me So To Start
She Says There’s No Turnin’ Back
She Trapped Me In Her Heart

Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana
Let Me Be!

Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .

She Likes The Boys In The
Band
She Knows When They Come To Town
Every Musician’s Fan After
The Curtain Comes Down
She Waits At Backstage
Doors
For Those Who Have Prestige
Who Promise
Fortune And Fame, A Life
That’s So Carefree
She’s Saying That’s Ok
Hey Baby Do What You Want
I’ll Be Your Night Lovin’ Thing
I’ll Be The Freak You Can Taunt
And I Don’t Care What You
Say
I Want To Go Too Far
I’ll Be Your Everything
If You Make Me A Star

Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana . . .
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana . . .
Diana!
Diana!
Dirty Diana!
It’s Dia . . .Aa . . .Aa . . .
Come On!

She Said I Have To Go Home
‘Cause I’m Real Tired You See
But I Hate Sleepin’ Alone
Why Don’t You Come With
Me
I Said My Baby’s At Home
She’s Probably Worried
Tonight
I Didn’t Call On The Phone To
Say That I’m Alright

Diana Walked Up To Me,
She Said I’m All Yours
Tonight
At That I Ran To The Phone
Sayin’ Baby I’m Alright
I Said But Unlock The Door,
Because I Forgot The Key,
She Said He’s Not Coming
Back
Because He’s Sleeping With
Me

Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana . . .
Come On!
Come On!
Come On!
Come On!…

“Give In To Me”

She Always Takes It With A Heart Of Stone
‘Cause All She Does Is Throw It Back To Me
I’ve Spent A Lifetime
Looking For Someone
Don’t Try To Understand Me
Just Simply Do The
Things I Say

Love Is A Feeling
Give It When I Want It
‘Cause I’m On Fire
Quench My Desire
Give It When I Want It
Talk To Me Woman
Give In To Me
Give In To Me

You Always Knew Just How To Make Me Cry
And Never Did I Ask You Questions Why
It Seems You Get Your Kicks From Hurting Me
Don’t Try To Understand Me
Because Your Words Just Aren’t Enough

Love Is A Feeling
Quench My Desire
Give It When I Want It
Takin’ Me Higher
Love Is A Woman
I Don’t Wanna Hear It
Give In To Me
Give In To Me

You And Your Friends
Were Laughing At Me In Town
But It’s Okay
And It’s Okay
You Wont Be Laughing Girl
When I’m Not Around
I’ll Be Okay
And I’ll, I’ll Not Find
Gotta, The Peace Of Mind No

Don’t Try To Tell Me
Because Your Words
Just Aren’t Enough

Love Is A Feeling
Quench My Desire
Give It When I Want It
Takin’ Me Higher
Talk To Me Woman
Love Is A Feeling
Give In To Me
Give In To Me
Give In To Me

Love Is A Feeling
I Don’t Wanna Hear It
Quench My Desire
Takin’ Me Higher
Tell It To The Preacher
Satisfy The Feeling
Give In To Me
Give In To Me

I Don’t Wanna
I Don’t Wanna
I Don’t Wanna
Hear It
Give It To The Fire
Talk To Me Woman
Quench My Desire
I Don’t Like A Lady
Talk To Me Baby
Give In To Me

Give In To The Fire
Give In To Me
Give In To Me
Give In To Me

Love Is A Woman
Give In To Me
Give In To Me
Give In To Me
Give In To Me

‘Cause I’m On Fire
Talk To Me Woman
Quench My Desire
Give It To The Feeling

“They Don’t Care About Us”

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody’s gone mad

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don’t you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of hate
You’re rapin’ me of my pride
Oh, for God’s sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy…
Set me free

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black male
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I’m tired of bein’ the victim of shame
They’re throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can’t believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don’t wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Some things in life they just don’t wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin’
He wouldn’t let this be

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don’t you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don’t really care about us

Does it matter if you’re black or white ?

This is a tribute to the Michael Jackson,the King of Pop. His legend and memory will live on in our lifetime and generations to come. During the 80s and 90s, everyone (every single perosn?) on the planet know who is Michael Jackson.

My favourite MJ songs:

Beat It, Doggone Girl, Thriller, Who is It, Give it to me, Heal The World, We Are the World, Remember The Time, …… well I might as well just list all the albums. But if you want be to pick a favourite, i’ll pick Who is It and Beat It.

Remember there was once during school and the English teacher asked us to write a poem and submit the next day. Being clueless on what or how to write a damn poem, I got my idea while listening to the Thriller album at home  in the afternoon after school. The song Thriller and the last part where the “ghost” was talking:

Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize yawls neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpses shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller

I got a good mark and a praise from the teacher… who I bet did not realise that it was taken bluntly from the lyrics. Also I remember the time when we sang Heal The World in concerts and performances. Classmate R. Devindran and Gilbert Lands Roy performed Black and White during school year end awards day. Kok Ming the smooth criminal came to school to show off his Discman (CD version of the famous Walkman)…. listening to Bad and Dangerous album that we all came to love. The song Will You Be There was immortalise in the captured killer whale movie Free Willy.

Funny moments when my bro impersonating MJ, my cousin doing a cover of the Earth Song. Michael Jackson was just part of life. Even my late grandparents can pronounce Michael Jackson and they like him they would glue to the TV when there’s MJ concert showed on TV.

Well, fate has denied us another album or world tour of Michael Jackson. Rest in peace, MJ. Your memory and legend will live on in the HiStory of mankind for you are the one and only King of Pop. We love you.

endroo G

Positioning device these days are fast becoming a must-have gadget for road users. Normal maps are now obsolete. I have always thought that road warriors like me doesn’t need a GPS device. I am wrong. There is always some remote corner of the city that you may not have been foot before.

Had an appointment at Hulu Klang police station the other day and I relied on my phone… equipped with garmin Mobile XT, to look for the place. The software is very accurate. Just last week, I was lost in Port Klang and again the phone helped me again.

Guys, the GPS software on your phone is highly recommended. Its handy when you are lost in town. Bug your phone dealer to install one for you. Pirated of course. haha.

Hi there…. recently we see a lot of shit going on around. The plane crash in Atlantic, the indonesian lady being force into sex slavery by the Kelantan prince, various Old Town White Coffee outlets in Klang Valley (3 ½ Mile Old Klang Road, Jaya One, Jaya Three Two, etc) being closed at the same time last Thursday after some people planned to gather there in black to drink coffee (it was not reported in The Star, NST etc but in Malaysiakini). This Thursday there will be another gathering in Old Town as reported by Malaysiakini… just check it out if you are around an Old Town outlet. This post is not sponsored by Old Town White Coffee, mind you.

Closer to me, some people always advocate that we should not talk or blog about politics in work place but there are times that we cannot refrain from talking about it. When someone is in anger and dissatisfaction with the management only he will take the option to vent it out somewhere such as in this blog. There are some circumstances why some things cannot be escalated to the higher management because you won’t have back up from colleagues and well, “unity” doesn’t exist in the first place. Well, politics are everywhere and in every single organisation. The culture of a company is shaped by the politics or rather the politics shaped by culture. What ever. So the reason I’m writing this shit today is that when you thought you are part of a revolution or battle, and put all your might into fighting the battle, the commander or rather the general may just sold out to the enemy. Sounds confused? I should say that is because of the organisation’s culture of not cultivating any good internal relationship among employees by having company outings, family days… that kind out activities. You know what I mean. Especially in this branch of financial service industry, I can say it is a highly dangerous factor for not having “unity” among co-workers.

Being in a department where there are two managers, three deputies and two assistant managers, it is surely a fucking pain in the ass. The top two may have different views on things and thus create something you call political divide. Adding salt to the wound, the deputies will try to preach their brand of religion cult and at the end of the day, you’ll have a cold war coming from all angle raging in the office, worst still, unseen. Foooh. Fuiyoh. Tripod culture is usually practised in such environment but not everyone’s a “tripoder”. The meaning of “tripod” here is what the chinese call “shoe-shine boy” or in malay “kaki ampu”. Try it with your pinky finger, index finger and thumb. Not everyone can tolerate to be a tripoder as it is like being a traitor to oneself…. its like selling yourself. If you can go and drink till the wee hours and go home puking…. you’ll get better chances and advantages. This is something like cronyism. Yeah. That is the politically-correct word. That’s the way it is but doesn’t mean it should be. So, as I said earlier, unity doesn’t even fucking exist, and cronies who been enjoying benefits will not back you up in

One thing can be learnt from this job is that never trust anyone for anyone who seems to be good to you is just a gimmick for they have a different agenda that you may not know. When it comes to money, everyone is working for their own benefit. Ok, that’s why we work, anyway but the sense of kinship among coworkers which is supposedly be greater than the sense of money is not present. Greed is what will make a man do untoward things to another man. Agree? So, who to be blamed? The organisation itself has to be blamed because of obvious reasons which I think cannot be published here. If you read this post, thank you. If you didn’t, it is ok. It’s just a fucking rant.

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.

Another addition to the already long list of highway jargon (NKVE,KESAS, SPRINT, PLUS, LDP, BESRAYA, MRR2, MRR1, SMART, NPE, Penchala Link, Kerinchi Link, Guthrie, Federal…)  ….. the DUKE. Its an abbreviation of Duta Ulu Kelang expressway. It cost for RM2.00 and you save plenty of time (just about 5 minutes?!) travelling from Hulu Klang to Jalan Duta, which if you take the MRR2 will take you about 20-25 minutes in normal traffic. If the road is jam, it’ll take about 30-40 minutes. This is great savings, man.

To go to Setapak or even Hulu Kelang from Damansara, just take the Penchala Link (RM2.00) and reach Jalan Duta. Then you take the DUKE (another RM2.00) and head straight to Setapak or all the way to Hulu Kelang. In just 5-10 minutes, you’ll be sipping teh tarik in Setapak. Great job, Samy Vellu… ?

Here’s an article that I think is very informative on the petrol we gonna use for a long time till the crude oil reserves in the world depleted completely. By the way, RON stands for Research Octane Number.

Recently the government announced that the price of fuel is going up by RM0.20 this September. They are going to introduce a new RON95 as a cheaper alternative for daily consumption and the one we already been using daily, the RON97 (eg. the current Super green by Shell) is gonna be the premium petrol. So.. can your engine use the new RON95 or you have to stick to the RON97 which was stated on the sticker at your fuel flap lid. Are they phasing out the expensive Shell’s V-Power? That article also pointed out that we’ve been duped by pump attendants and marketing adverts to use expensive petrol as many of of cars’ engines were tuned to even use RON92.

The RON92 is also suitable for many modern engines and even the latest Honda models such as the Civic and CR-V sold in Malaysia are tuned to use RON91 so RON92 is not a problem (in fact, some Honda models sold in Indonesia are even tuned for RON88). All Perodua models are tuned to run on RON90 and that is a very large number of cars on the road. Those who can use RON92 can save a few sen per litre which, over the long term, still represents a saving in motoring costs (enough for one roti canai breakfast a week!). Many motorists have not purchased cheaper RON92 even though their car engine may be able to use it either through ignorance, lack of understanding and even being discouraged by pump attendants who often call this grade of fuel ‘Lama’ (old).

http://www.motortrader.com.my/NUS/articles/article_1352/page_m.asp

Business is so competitive these days… till a desperate agent called up and asked me to cancel my application for streamyx which I applied at TM Point. The desperado offer me RM60 cash in return for me to cancel my application… and re-apply from her. She claims that she can access TM’s database system and retrieve my info and she saw that I just recently applied for streamyx, and the application is delegated to an agent appointed by TM Point themselves. The desperate agent gave me the contact number of the person in-charge at the agency, Generation 3 Sdn Bhd and asked me to call Gen3 to cancel the application. What rubbish is this, man.

Then I called up TM call centre and to my dismay, they can’t give me the phone number of the particular branch where I did my application. Their website doesn’t help either. Fuck.

I don’t care who the fuck is getting commision from this… but I just dont like the way all this is handled. There had been 3-4 people calling me over the last 2 working days asking me for the login id I chose during the application and each time they claimed that they are calling from TM Streamyx. I fucked each of them and told them it’s all written in the application form.

This is the group photo with fellow contikis taken at the facade of Basillica Santa Croce in Florence.