Unspoken Rules

Quote of the day (one of my colleagues) :

*picks up newspaper* "Kota Tinggi tenggelam? Tak cukup tinggi lah ni."

Kota Tinggi (means high city) is underwater? Not high enough it seems.

Lame.

I was in Singapore the last few days. Whilst having lunch at Suntec City, I stumbled upon an unspoken rule. You know how food courts are always packed and people often have to hunt for seats? These Singaporeans have a novel way of booking seats.

They leave a packet of tissues on each "reserved seat".

There were empty tables full of tissue packets. How in the world would any non-Singaporeans know that the tables are booked?

If I didn't give a shit, you'd be coming back to your seat with me sitting on it wolfing down my lunch, and using your tissues to wipe my mouth.

Anyways, I came back from Singapore yesterday night. Feeling exhausted, I decided to take a cab from Central instead of the usual LRT ride.

When I told the cabbie I was headed to Wangsa Maju, he asked "Section 1 or 2?" I said I didn't know and said to go the the LRT side.

He glared at me, and asked again "You wanna go Section 1 or 2?"

"Errr Section 1... I think," I replied.

So off we went. I tell you... this guy was unbelievable. He sped, overtook and honked at anyone who was in his way.

When we neared the area, he asked where exactly did I wanna go. I told him Menara Alpha. His face turned black and said that's Section 2, not Section 1! The LRT side was Section 2 whereas the Jusco side was Section 1.

MACIBAI...

I TOLD HIM LRT SIDE AND HE DARE SCOLD ME SOMEMORE?!?!

Then he sped along again. I saw that we were nearing yellow lines and he wasn't stopping. Too late. His cab flew across the bump and we heard a sickening thud. The grimace on his face said it all.

Karma is a bitch that bites back HARD. Bwahaha!