An Aggravated...

...Encounter.

Obviously I have cooled down when I am typing this piece.

But the experience that I had while doing a little bit of shopping at Giant Hypermarket with Linda and the AKSes had left me in a bit of an aggravated state.

We came to get just a few items which totalled less than ten. As we were in a bit of a rush, we chose to use the fast lane that stated “ten items or less”. There was another shopper in front of us buying just two bottles of soda drinks. While in front of her was a couple with a trolley of goods.

As they were emptying the trolley onto the cashier’s register, I began counting their items and they were more than ten items.

The guy must have heard my count and he turned around and audibled something which did not register in my head, perhaps justifying why he was using the fast lane when he was not supposed to do so.

“Obviously you cannot read then.” That was my reply.

Then came a tirade of words from him and then the lady he was with joined in.

“You want to show you are smart.” Yes, I am really smart in counting.

“You want to show you have power.” I am I giant when shopping at Giant.

“You want to fuss over petty things.” Yup, this is included in my many pet peeves.

“There have been others who did this kind of thing and I just let them. Why can’t I do the same thing?” Then it is okay for me to slash your head just because others have done that before?

“Jangan jaga tepi kain oranglah.” But do you expect me to keep quiet when your stinking ‘tepi kain’ kept brushing my face?

“Take care of yourself first.” What do you think I am doing?

“Jaga baby tu dulu.” I hope there will be no hellspawn from both of you to create more havoc on this earth, we have enough of that already.

By that time our verbal joustling had attracted quite a large audience. Then when I stated that I just wanted the rules or laws to be adhered to, the woman with her finger wagging said:

“The law? They are just bullsh*t!” So you think ISA is good for you then...

By that time the scene was nearly over with the two of them mumbling something as they walked away and with me mumbling something of my own. One thing for sure, they will be categorised under the same label as the 'Pakcik' who ran me and Mortimer down not for away from Giant.

Back at the counter, the woman who was in front of us just now agreed wholeheartedly with my action and reprimanded the cashier herself for entertaining those with more than ten items using the fast lane.

Unlike the other hypermarkets such as Sabasun and M*dyn which had a strict policy in regards of the use of the fast lanes, Giant staffs seemed to be lacksaidal in their policing of the matter.

I wish my path will cross with the couple again, especially while queieng since they said the law is bullshit. Then I could just cut in front of them and see whether there will be any reaction from them or not.

What do you think?

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The Year's...

...Lowest Posting!

The month of June saw the lowest number of posting this year. It was ironic since there were quite a few activities worth posting on these pages. Unfortunately, mad redo1 could not balance his life in order to write a few lines over here.

But, rejoice people!

mad redo1 is back, though not with a vengeance his spirit certainly in the up. Thus, it is my wish to see at least ten posts for this month on 'pekebende' and of course the more the better.

Where do I begin...

Why not with one of my pet peeves; inconsiderate road-users.

I was sitting in my parked Cik Mat along the Jalan Tok Lam Road waiting for my mother who went to a clinic there to get her medications. Suddenly a white four wheel drive came from the opposite direction, came into this side of the road and the driver parked his vehicle in the lane, making a double lane road a single lane.

The driver alighted from the vehicle and non-chalantly walked into the 7-11 store forcing other road-users to maneuver their vehicles around his. He came out nearly five minutes later having purchased the thing that he wanted at the 24 hours convenient store.

Once again, I was wishing to be driving a tank that I could just run over the vehicle while the driver was inside the store. When he came out only to find his vehicle was crushed flat .

Now, that would certainly made up my day!

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Moron...

...on the Road.

There is nothing much enjoyable than taking a ride with Mortimer on an open road. However, when the road become a bit jammed with traffic I have to be extra careful as Mortimer’s body is not as nimble as the ‘kapchai’ and scooters dominating our road today.

Malaysian motorcyclists are known for their daredevil attitude on public roads with numerous clips on the ‘youtube’ about the exploits of our ‘mat rempits’.

We as the public rely on the enforcement by the relevant authorities, namely the traffic division of the Royal Malaysian Police and also by the Road Transport Department to stem the problem caused by this ‘mat rempits’.

We also bank on these authorities to set good examples to the public when it comes to road safety. Then there are also motoring and biking clubs that most of the time will work together with the authorities in promoting the same agenda.

Unfortunately when they are not promoting safety some of these motoring and biking clubs are happy to promote unsafe driving and riding habits, and sometimes aided by the authorities too.

Why am I saying this?

The recent Labour Day holiday saw an extended weekennd for many in the West Coast and many took the opportunity to have a trip to Terengganu. As usual this will result in a bit of a jam in kT, especially on the Sultan Mahmud Bridge.

On my way back from a futsal match I was stuck in a jam on the bridge. Suddenly a loud horn was heard from the rear and in the rearview mirror I saw a number of big bikers riding bettween the cars to get themselves to the front.

Now, it is normal for the ‘kapchai’ to do that and admittedly I do that with Mortimer though not all the time. But sounding your horn, telling people to give way to you was just plain rude.

It is YOUR choice to buy the big bike and if you come stuck behind heavy traffic then you don’t go sounding your horn telling people to give way for you.

What irritated me more, there was a biker with the word ‘POLIS’ pasted on the back of his vest wagging his finger to me. How I wished he could see which finger that I wagged at him.

C’mon, you are the one who should be telling these bikers not to ride dangerously, yet you are the one who promoted dangerous riding habits to them.

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A Happy Evening...

...for mad redo1

Why?

Because today the scene that I wanted to see unfolded near his place of resident. It was the weekend in kT and usually the 'mat rempits' will travel in large group and use the straight road as their race circuit.

These suicidal racers made illegal u-turns before revving up their bike's engine and went the opposite direction in their familiar 'Superman' style.

Today, while attempting to make the u-turn, one of the bikes were hit by a car, sending the rider sprawling on the bitumen. The driver of the car made the right decision in driving away as he/she could be in big trouble had the 'mat rempits' manage to get their hands on him/her.

But mad redo1 could not help but jumped with joy at the sight of the damn 'mat rempit' lying on the roadside. But there were some of us there who were more human than mad redo1 that helped carrying him into a car that stopped by choice to take him to the hospital.

The motorcycle he was riding was gone in a matter of seconds and none of his racing mates were willing to accompany him to the hospital.

In the end he was taken to the hospital alone by the good samaritan. Judging from the scars on his body I believed that this was not his first time having intimate time with the road.

I do not think this incident will put some sort of fear into the 'mat rempits'. They will be back again next week, and the week after, and the week after. But it is moments like this that give us the long time sufferers a sense of victory, even though it is a small one, the taste is as sweet.

for mad redo1, he will continue hoping the 'mat rempits' will die a terrible death but the moment they decide to stop then I will pray for success in every good thing they do.

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