Archive for September, 2006

27
Sep

a very stable proton wira

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: observation and people

The other day while I was at Starbucks having coffee and discussion with a friend, suddenly we heard a very loud, high-pitch female talking behind us. What got our interest was the fact that she was talking about car, and she mentioned, loudly, that a proton wira, at 180km/hr, was very stable.

Proton Wira

The reason why the conversation piqued our interest was because proton wira is a flimsy car, and it is a common knowledge that it is very soft, and unstable at high speed.

Girl: “Wahhh! I tell you ah! The proton wira travelling at 180 km/hr and it was fucking stable man!”
Guys: [mumbling. They were talking much softer so it was inaudible]
Girl: “Really! If I place an order now, I can get the car in 2 weeks time! Really stable one leh!”
Guys: [mumbling something]

I turned and looked at the source of the conversation, and I saw one girl and two guys. The girl weighed about 250 lbs (approximately 120kgs) and no wonder the fucking proton wira was so damn stable at 180 km/hr. Hell, even a Kancil will be stable under her weight.

kancil
Kancil
26
Sep

what irritates me

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: Complaints, about me and work

I decided to sit down and write about the things that disgusted me the most, in terms of work, that is.

Here are the things that irritates me to no end.

  1. Lack of Communication - For example, when I send out a sms to someone about some work, I would prefer that person to reply me, even with just a simple “OK” to confirm that he/she received the sms. Unfortunately, that was this dude who just won’t reply.
  2. Slow in Reply - Normally, when I demand something, I want it done quick and I want it now. I cannot stand people who do things slowly, and will only get back to me few days later. That includes people who are slow in replying messages (like sms above, or MSN). Some people can take forever to answer you, and I just hate to sit and wait for response. Yup, I am demanding, but I have the rights to be demanding. If you need a few days to do something, let me know and give me a good reason.

Okay, the list is not as long as I thought. But generally I don’t like to sit and wait. If you receive my email or sms, regarding work that is, I would prefer to get a reply like “OK” and provide me more information, like how long it will take to complete the task.

NOTE: This is not directed at anyone in particular. I wrote about this because one contractor irritated me to no end but he is doing a good job in terms of what I wanted. But other than that, he irritates me to hell by slow in coming back to me on the things and sometimes won’t even reply my email/sms.

25
Sep

palmistry

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: weird shit

Palmistry, a traditional Chinese way of reading the palm of a person to tell the past, present, and future of that person. It was said that a person’s life is embeded on our palm, and the lines are representing a lot of things, like life, career, relationship, and etc. Furthermore, the left palm is so-called “Given Life” and right palm is “What You Have Worked For”. So left palm is more or less pre-destined and right palm is what you have worked for and what you will achieve.

How did I know this? Well, the other day we went to a shop that sells crystals, and we were thinking of getting something nice, sort of like to boost our luck and shit. While we were trying the rings, the sales guy saw M’s palm and declared that she has a deep career line on her palm and it seems like she has a highpower job. Then, as curious as I am, always, I asked the dude which one is the career line, and he pointed to a particular line on M’s palm.

I looked at my palm, and I couldn’t see the line.

ME: “Errr… looks like I have no career.”
Dude: “Let me have a look sir.”
ME: “Okay.”
Dude: “Hmm…” [after checking for almost a minute] “Oh sir! You do have a career line. If you look closer… here!” [points to the line]
ME: “Er… thanks.”
That line is very faint and light. I asked him what does that mean, and he looked closer again.
Dude: [after some checking] “Oooh! Your career line is not straight somemore. It swayed to one side.”
ME: “So what does that mean?”
Dude: “I don’t know.”

And I almost bitchslapped him to South Africa. And M was lauging beside me so loud.

23
Sep

stop calling me!

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: Complaints

It was 8:15am. I had just gone to bed at 7am because of insomnia.

Caller: “Hello! Mr. Adrian?”
ME: “Yeaa….”
Caller: “Are you still with Company XXX?” (That company was the company I worked for 3 years ago)
ME: “Uhmmm… no, I have left many years ago.”
Caller: “Okay. Thank you.”

And he just hung up like that. No appology, no explanation on why he called at such ungodly hours, and he just hung up like that.

Obviously, I was pissed. It was so difficult to fall into a sleep and he woke me up. Then he asked me things about years back, and he should have kept his fucking record updated! He didn’t even offer where he was calling from, and why he was calling. After finding out I was no longer with Company XXX, he just thanked me and lost all the interest in the world. Yup, he lost his interest, but I lost my fucking sleep!

Worse of all, he didn’t even appologize. !@!$#!!@#!$@@

22
Sep

how the stupid cross the road

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: common sense and observation

It was one hot afternoon, and I was on my way to meet up with a client.

Suddenly, one guy appeared out of no where, and apparently he was trying to cross the road. Well, he took a glance on the street, and I will give him that. But other than that, he is a fuckwit.

It was a very busy light industrial area and the street was packed with fast moving cars. Unfortunately, the fuckwit gave the street a glance, and proceeded to cross the street at a walking pace. It was as if he was taking an evening stroll after dinner.

I was closing in at speed, but he appeared relax and shot another glance at me, and continued his stroll, and wanted to be a model, with arms swinging and each steps are deliberated and calculated. Unfortunately, he looked more like an ape to me. Did I care that he was walking at such a slow pace? Nope. I maintained my speed, closing in with each passing seconds, but did he care? Nope, he got a brain size of a pea so he continued his pace. About 10 meters from him, I jammed my brake and the car skidded for meters (of course, me, being such an intelligent entity, checked the rearview mirror first to make sure there’s no car behind me).

Finally, he panicked and he was stunned, didn’t know where to go. He was in the middle of the road! I stopped short of few meters from hitting him, and I regreted that I didn’t hit him. He looked at me, glaring, as if asking me why the fuck I didn’t let him through. I gave him the international sign language, and sped away, inches from brushing him. Then from the rearview mirror, I saw that one big truck was approaching him and not slowing too, and the fuckwit finally got enough sense to strut across the street.

Yes, that’s the life in Malaysia that we have to live with stupid asses like such whom created hazard to drivers. Each and everyday, we have to encountered assholes like that whom think that cars should give way to them. Unfortunately, there were no pedestrian crossing, or else being such a nice angel, I would have slowed down.

Besides, we could have used some roadkills as decoration on the street.

19
Sep

tandas berkualiti, hidup berkualiti

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: Complaints and observation

I hardly watch any tv programs lately because I am not so interested to waste time in front of the tv, and I prefer to spend my off time just to rest and relax. Unfortunately, I spent some time watching tv last night and saw THE informercial of the year.

It was about two ugly guys talking and dancing about toilets. The tagline? “Oh tandas, berkualiti. Oh hidup, berkualiti.” (that roughly translate to “A quality bathroom will bring quality life”.) The worse part is that they have a song to go with the toilet theme and they have shitload of kids holding cardboard waving the tagline in a park. Are we reduced to this level that we required a low quality tv informercial from the government to teach us about having a quality toilet (public or personal) to bring a quality life? Gosh! How stupid is that? Besides, who in the right mind will think that such informercial, a badly done one especially, will improve the quality of our public toilet? Please, while you are at it, at least try to make a better theme song than that stupid one. I had enough suffering from bad songs so please don’t add one more into the list.

Or better yet, why not spend the money on those so-called campaign to improve the quality of public toilet? We could use a toilet bowl with proper flushing, or a tap that will actually dispense water for us to wash our hands. A TV campaign like that is not cheap, so might as well to save those money and invest into educational systems to teach the kids on how to use a fucking public toilet.

To be honest, after travelling around Europe, U.S., Japan, Korea and Hong Kong, I can safely say that the public toilet in Malaysia is bad. Yes, even our sometimes-beloved-but-behated-most-of-the-time neighbor, Singapore, has a much better quality toilet than we do. In Europe, U.S., Japan, Korea, Hong Kong, Australia, and yes, even Singapore, the public toilet is clean and dry. But in Malaysia, our public toilet is something that I can bet the tourists have never seen before: wet all the time, very dirty, and have a Indonesian workers (female most of the time) carrying a wipe standing nearby the urinal bowl.

Sometimes you just can’t help it but feel that the Indonesian cleaner, or worse, the male Bangladesh cleaners, were just standing nearby to watch you doing your thing, and if you happen to spill the floor, they will whip your ass upside down with the broom or wipe. But did that improve the quality of the toilet? Sadly, no. If that had helped, why the fuck is the government is spending such a big budget to sing about our public toilet?

Me, as smart as usual, have come up with a list, which I will call Adrian’s Guide to Better Toilet, to help the government and public to have a better public toilet life.

Guide No.1: Teach the Kids
Yes, we have to start educating the kids from young to properly use the toilet. That’s what education is suppose to do, to EDUCATE. So let’s write a textbook about toilet use, and include the topic in all the exams. Furthermore, all the students must demonstrate, live, on how they use the toilet. The teachers will surround the students individually to scrunitize and make sure the students are doing it correctly. Make sure each student will go into the exam toilet individually to ensure that they cannot pass along any tips for cheating.

Guide No.2 : Tell the Truth
Yes, we have to be honest to other people. So let’s get a campaign going, with the theme as “it is shorter than your imagined” (for the male), and “squat, aim, and shoot with care” (for female). A lot of those fuckwits think they have such a big tool that they are standing miles apart from the urinal bowl, and its so funny that it is becoming a joke. So we have to tell those fuckwits about their “shortcomings” so they will stand nearer and aim properly. As for the female spesis, let them know that squat, aim and shoot with care will not only promote better and cleaner public toilet, but also help them exercise their lower body while will boost their sex life and make them appear slimmer in tight jeans. Don’t ask me how I can come up with this. I don’t want to get myself into trouble. (winks)

Guide No. 3 : Better design
Force all interior designer, building contractor, and everyone involve to live in a public toilet for 3 months, to observe and study how a toilet works. With indepth knowledge and experience like that, they can come up with a better design. For example, why install the paper dispenser near the entrance when the fucking basin is on the other side? Why not install mini paper dispenser near the basin, or better yet, individual mini paper dispenser right next to each basin, so we don’t have to walk over to the entrance with a dripping hand. Sometimes, all the public toilet problems can be solved by using common sense, so its time to knock some common sense into those designers and contractors.

Guide No. 4 : Watch, Punish and Reward
Install CCTV in public toilet, and if someone is making a mess, punish them by stripping them naked in the public, announcing their bad behavior, and hang a sign on them to announce their mischief. (Can’t wait to see if any pretty gals will behave badly in a public toilet) After hanging them for 3 months, punish them to become the public toilet cleaner for 12 months, and then blacklist them in National Most Wanted for Bad Public Toilet Demeanor list. In this way, we don’t have to waste tax money to hire foreign workers to be our public toilet cleaners. Hell, we might be the biggest public toilet cleaner exporter in the world. But for those who are behaving well, reward them by giving them lifetime free access to public toilet.

There you have it, the Adrian’s Guide to Better Toilet. While you are at it, please use actors who are normal looking. The two fuckwits that were dancing on the screen to worship the public toilet are just weird looking. No, they are not only fucking ugly but they are just weird, in a way like a freak. So please use a normal looking person so that we won’t think that we do not have normal looking citizens in the country anymore. Better yet, use some hot chicks in skimpy bikini and I am sure the informercial will be much more effective.

18
Sep

writer’s block

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: General

I am not a writer, but I do have writer’s block.

I have been busy with work and I have been working hard. Further to that, there are aspects in life that needs my utmost attention, so I have been distracted. So you got it right, I am facing with writer’s block and don’t know what to write about in my own blog.

Fucking amazing eh?

But that’s okay. Just take this as a update to tell you that I am fine and etc.

13
Sep

quickie

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: General

Here is a quick update.

I have been busy, busy, and busy. Anyone who knows me should know that I have been ultra busy lately with planning, proposal, and all the things like that. Yes, I still can’t sleep at night because my mind is full of thoughts and I have been working until the wee hours.

Sorry for the lack of updates. But life kicks in and there are things to be attended.

11
Sep

i am really pissed

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: people

I am seriously pissed.

In my life, there’s not many occassions when I am so pissed. I can feel the rage in me burning a hole in my heart and I can feel my frustration and anger building, and I could rip people’s heart out alive.

Yes, I am that pissed.

Our friend from Hong Kong has just informed us that they have found their long-lost daughter. Well, that should be the good news, but I am still furious over what happened in the first place.

4 years ago in a sunny afternoon, my friend’s daugther, aged 4 years old, was kidnapped. The mother was taking the daughter out to the park near their condominium and she turned her head talking to her neighbors about some happening event, and when she turned her attention back to her daughter after a minute, she was gone. Yup, she was gone, without a trace and they reported to the police. The police worked hard and long, but she was no where to be found. No ransom was made by the kidnapper. It was like she has just disappeared from the surface of the earth without a trace.

My friend and the wife had spent hours, days, weeks, months and years trying to find the daughter. They had gone through newspaper, TV news, and all that, offering rewards, but no one came forward with useful information, and the wife was crying day and night, because she felt that it was her fault for loosing the daughter. Guilt chipped into her heart and she was living with depression for years. She lost all her weight, lost her job because she couldn’t concentrate at all, and she cried all the time.

Not long ago, my friend’s business partner went to Thailand for a business trip. In Bangkok, after discussion, he was walking on the street to unwind the stressful day and was trying to look for a pub for drinks. Then, from far away, he saw a young girl, about 8 or 9 years old, begging on the street. He thought the girl looked familiar, so he walked closer to get a look. To his surprised, he recognized the girl: that girl was his business partner’s missing daughter! He quickly used his handphone to snap a picture of the girl, and MMS (that’s multimedia messaging service for those who are technology challenged) the picture to my friend.

My friend saw the picture, and within hours, he was at the Bangkok International Airport with the local police. He contacted the Hong kong police earlier on and they contacted the local police to assist him. He called up the business partner on the location (the business partner was trailing the girl), and quickly, they went to find the missing daugther.

In an ideal world, the happy ending should be: the father found the daugther, and they went back to their home sweet home and live happily ever after. Too bad, this is a fucking real world and sad endings happen more often than not.

My friend found the missing daughter, and he quickly ran up to her but he was stopped by the local police. They spotted some bad guys around the area and they wanted to investigate. But from far away, my friend was so emotional that tears sprang out from his eyes, and he couldn’t think straight anymore. So he went to the daughter, nonetheless and irregardless of the advice from the police.

Standing in front of the daughter, his heart was shattered into pieces; the condition of her daughter was worse than what he had imagined. Her right eye ball was missing, she couldn’t speak because a big chunk of her tongue was removed, and she has crooked hands and legs. Then he heard some shouting from far away, and saw that few punks were running towards them.

Luckily, the police came by right on time to stop those punks.

Later on, he also found out the daughter got a body wound and the wound was seriously and badly infected. It was later discovered by a doctor that she was missing a kidney and the operation was done by some inexperienced doctor and the best guess was that someone removed her kidney to sell it to some rich guy who needed a kidney replacement operation.

The Thailand police informed my friend that it was a child kidnap syndicates that run a big rings of operations worldwide, and they always kidnap children, disable them by removing their eyes and legs, so that they appear “pityful” to woo the foreign tourists and beg for money. And when the need arises, those fucking syndicates will not hesitate to remove an organ or two from the children when someone is offering money.

I am so fucking furious when I heard that and I was so mad that I wanted to rip those fucking syndicates hearts out alive, and remove those fucking bastards from the surface of the earth. They should die, die, die, and fucking die.

08
Sep

old baby tooth?

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: friends and weird shit

K, my dear friend for 15 years, has just told me that he went for dentist after much resistance. See, he is afraid of dentist, especially when the dentist has to pull his mouth wide open and insert those stainless steel tools into his mouth. He felt that he was being raped by the dentist and he has to perform oral (imagine a guy inserting his tool into your mouth).

He has been refusing to visit the dentist for years already, and recently he was in so much pain that he got no choice but to visit the dentist.

To his horror, the dentist told him that his baby tooth was coming out, so the dentist must pull the baby tooth.

K was like, “What the fuck? Baby tooth? I am 29 years old!”

Yes, I have to admit now that I am a badass. When he told me that the dentist had just pulled out the baby tooth recently, I laughed hysterically and I made a lot of fun at him. I mean, baby tooth at 29? That is like, old baby tooth? Okay, in medical term, this is possible, but then, this is the first time I heard of baby tooth on a 29 years old dude, so I just couldn’t help it. I just had to laugh loud and hard.

K, if you see this blog, sorry to announce that you have a baby tooth. But having a baby tooth is just so cute!!!!!

HAHAHAHAHA!

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