Archive for January, 2007

31
Jan

rain

The hottest thing from Korea now is not Samsung. Its not the Kimchi, one of the most famous Korean food. Even the sizzling hot Korea Roast Pork Ribs doesn’t come close. The hottest thing from Korea now is Rain. (Not, its not the raining rain, but RAIN, the singer from Korea)

Recently GMC Absolute Entertainment organized Rain Concert, and to prove how hot he is, the concert ticket price was selling between RM82 to RM752. That is one of the most expensive ticket price in the Malaysia history. Yup, Rain is hot, hot, hot. (Ironic isn’t it? Rain is suppose to be cool, but he is the hottest item now)

Which is why it doesn’t make a fair bit of sense to me. Call me old-fashion, but I have no idea what the fuck he is singing. Hell, I can’t even make out if he didn’t sing the wrong lyrics from his songs since I don’t understand Korean. I am not the only though because I don’t think the people who attended the concert understand Korean as well. My most fluent Korean word is “Kimchi” and that served me well whenever I go to Korean restaurant.

Anyway, maybe age is finally catching up on me because I simply don’t understand why he is so hot. His fans in Malaysia don’t seem to understand Korean and yet, they are screaming, crying, stripping and jumping when they see him. I certainly won’t watch his concert, especially if I have to pay an arm and leg to watch him singing something I don’t understand.

Same thing goes to Korean movie. I had watched a few, like Winter Sonata, a Korean drama. The story should ended in 8 episodes, but instead they dragged the whole drama to 20 episodes. I got so tired of it that I decided to skip the whole movie midway. And then most of those Korean dramas are just… drama. Yup, the girl loves the guy, but the guy’s friend loves the girl. So the guy let his friend has the girl, and later he realized that he loves the girl, and when they are finally together, the girl was diagnosed with terminal cancer. The only conclusion I can make is that the Korean drama is too dramatic, the relationship is always a mess, and the producers love to drag the drama to the extend that even the actors and actress felt tired of each other.

Of course, not all Korean movies are that bad. I particularly like My Sassy Girlfriend and Brotherhood.

Anyway, I just don’t understand the people nowadays. Maybe because some people are interested in Korean movies/dramas/singers, the rest just follow with absolutely no idea what the fuck it was. For me? I stay away from Korean movie.

Shit, its gonna rain now. I better stop writing.

30
Jan

counterfeit

I just came back from a trip from Southern Malaysia recently. While I was driving down South, I stopped by a PLUS rest area near Seremban (South Bound).

I drank a lot of water before the trip and my bladder was at the blink of exploding. The rest area was just nearby so I sped to it, stopped the car to a halt, and jumped out the car with lightning speed just so I can release the waste water from my bladder.

On my dashing to the washroom, I almost bumped into a small guy. Nope, I wasn’t talking about a kid, but an adult with very small frame. I was about to mumble an apology for my reckless dashing, and I saw him putting his hand into his jacket, and he started to look left and right for sign of people. He was wearing a very big and dark sunglasses. I stopped midway apologizing, and I took a step back. I was thinking, “Damn! Luck is definitely on my side. I bump into a mafia and now he’s going to take out his gun and shoot the shit out of me.”

After looking around for few seconds, he looked at me, and he pulled out his hand from his jacket, slowly but steadily. I was hoping that he would let me piss first before shooting me, or else people might find my dead body with a pool of blood and piss. That would definitely tarnish my image.

Instead of gun, he pulled out a few pairs of sunglasses, and asked, “Bang, nak beli?” (translation: Bro! Wanna buy?)

My eyes almost popped out from the sockets, and I waived my hand, ran into the washroom and just let the stream jetted out furiously. Man, I felt threatened by that dude and all he was doing was just selling me a goddamn sunglasses??

After doing the hygienic part, I went out the washroom and I walked towards my car, and I noticed there were at least 8 or 9 foreign looking guys zooming in and out of the carpark, approaching strangers and selling things like counterfit watches, sunglasses, and crap like that. I was taking a breather and doing some stretching work before I continue my drive, and those guys saw me and almost all of them came to me, and one particular guy came to me, hand clutching a handkerchief like something precious, and by the time he was in front of me, he revealed a gold Rolex.

I couldn’t help but to wonder if there’s any idiot who would buy from these street counterfeit sellers. Warranty aside, if you buy a watch and by the time you are on the highway, it fell into piece, you can’t even find the guy for an exchange! So who in their right mind would want to be fucked like that?

Oh wait. With the recent blogsphere development (here and here), I better stop now. I don’t want those counterfeit syndicate to puppet some multinational companies to sue my ass. I can’t afford those long lawsuit.

23
Jan

the story of the shoe sole

Yesterday when I was at the Curve, I saw a mini-shop located at the P1 carpark of the Curve. The shop is a locksmith and they are selling some shoe soles as well (I forgot the name of the shop). I suddenly remembered that my Banana Republic shoe that I bought from US the A got some sole problem so I dropped by to take a look.

The shop attendant came to me, and I asked him, in ENGLISH, if the soles got size or I got to cut it. He answered me in MALAY. I didn’t look at him since I was concentrating on the different pattern of the soles and was contemplating which one to get. Upon hearing his answer, I thought to myself, “Oh fuck! Malay. I can’t speak Malay very well!” (Just as I had described in my previous post here) But I asked a few more questions, in MALAY, and suddenly I realized that the shop attendant had no idea what the fuck I was asking. Hell, I had no idea what the fuck I was asking him either.

I turned to look at him, trying to use my hand gesture and maybe with the help of a piece of paper and a pen, he would understand what he was trying to ask. When I looked at him, and I took a glance at his dog-tag in front of his shirt, I found out that he is a Chinese indeed. I was pissed, because I was speaking English to him and yet he refused to answer me in English. Instead of Mandarin or Cantonese, he answered me in MALAY. What the fuck? Do I look like a Malay or something?

I then started to talk to him in Cantonese, and he was brain-dead enough to imagine that I was speaking Malay which sounded a bit like Cantonese. I repeated, and his dead brain finally woke up a bit and we started to converse in Cantonese. But I had already decided not to buy that piece of sole, not because of the RM70 asking price, but because I was pissed that he didn’t even apologize.

So I walked away, at last. And nope, I didn’t give him the lecture or a lesson or two. I just refuse to buy from him.

22
Jan

customer service?

This morning I had to call Hong Leong Bank’s Customer Service line. Man, that was some experience to remember.

First of all, there was already a problem with their credit card; mine broke into half. Okay, I kept telling people that maybe I have a sharp ass so when I sat on the wallet (with the wallet at the rear pocket), my sharp ass just cut the credit card into half. But the problem is that all my other credit cards are still safe and sound.

Then, when I tried to call the Customer Service line this morning, the call was answered automatically by a voice recording announcing that “All our customer service representatives are busy at the moment. Please continue to hold and your call will be answered by our next available representatives.

Hold I did. The first time I was put on hold for more than 5 minutes, and I hung up. I was thinking to myself that I would call back later. Half an hour later, I called and this time, I was put on hold for more than 10 minutes. I was getting pissed. I hung up and called back an hour later. This time, luck was definitely on my side as I was put on hold for 15 minutes. I thought to myself, “Damn! Either Hong Leong Bank is certainly making shitload of money or they have shitload of problems with customers.”

I gave up, and I called back after 2pm. This time, I was put on hold for roughly 30 seconds before a male Customer Service rep.

ME: “Hello. Hong Long Bank Customer Service?”
Customer Service Rep (CSR): “Yes sir. How can I help you?”
ME: “Is Hong Leong Bank making shitload of money?”
CSR: “Excuse me?”
ME: “Or is it because you guys have shitload of problems with your customers?”
CSR: “Sorry sir, I don’t understand.”
ME: “Is Hong Leong having a special deal with Maxis?”
CSR: “I don’t know sir.”
ME: “Let me put it this way. I have been calling since early in the morning and I have been put on hold for a total of 34 minutes. So is it you guys really that busy or just refusing to answer calls?”
CSR: “I am sorry for the long holding period sir, but…”
ME: [interrupt] “Nevermind. Anyway, your credit card broke on me. Either I have sharp ass or your card is low quality. It split into half.”
CSR: “Er… So would you like a replacement card sir?”
ME: “If not why am I calling? And how am I going to use your card?”
CSR: “Er… Okay sir. May I have your card details?”

Then I gave him the details and make arrangements for the replacement cards. Before we hung up, I gave him a lesson or two.

ME: “So… Since I was put on hold for more than 34 minutes, who will compensate my mobile phone bill?”
CSR: “Er… I am sorry sir.”
ME: “Sorry got no value! I will send you my phone bill when it comes okay?”
CSR: “Sorry sir, that is not our policy. We cannot compensate your phone bill for calling us.”
ME: “Stupid policy. Anyway, if you want to avoid this kind of compensation, make sure you guys pick up the call sooner next time. Not after 4 calls and more than 34 minutes of holding time.”
CSR: “Yes sir! Thank you for calling Hong Leong Bank Credit Card Center.”

Someone definitely got to learn their lessons.

17
Jan

deep thoughts

How many of you sometimes think twice about a person? Like sometimes you think that some people are dumb, but later you will discover that they are smarter than you thought, or vice versa.

Every country in the world needs a smart leader to guide the country to a higher level and every leader requires smart assistants to help him or her to get things done and to form a think-tank in order to form strategies, domestic or foreign. The leader and assistants cannot live without each others and if something goes wrong, both the leader and assistants will be responsible for the consequences.

So I would say all the leaders in the world must be someone smart and with wisdom (maybe except George W. Bush).

You must be thinking that I have gone nuts and you are not sure what the crap I am talking about. Fear not, I am still insane, at least I think I am. It is just that sometimes I puzzle about the things that is happening around me.

I cannot say that I am a genius, and I certainly cannot say that I am smart (I still remember vividly that someone told me that self praise is not praise). But one thing I do know is that when I am in negotiation for a deal and if I were to sign a contract, I will not agree upon some muddy situation where I have no chance of winning. I will try to negotiate what is fair to me, or take advantage of certain things, and if the terms and conditions are not favorable to me at all, I will not sign it. Smart? I don’t think so. This is more or less a common sense.

The reason why I am writing this is because of the articles on the blogsphere (here, here and here) and that got me questioning myself if I was wrong about my common sense, and if I was wrong about getting a win-win situation in an agreement.

I won’t dig into the previous events, but will only comment about the recent outcry in 20% to 60% toll hikes. It seemed to me that our government, leader (current or previous) and assistants did not do their job in negotiating the best terms in the negotiation. I don’t see why the need for formula, period of toll collection and even a formula for price increase. Litak (the Government linked company, GLC) has an upper hand in everything. I mean, who negotiated the agreement and guaranteed themselves a concession of 30 years with guarantee price increase? If I were to get that kind of agreement, hell, I will build highways around the country, regardless if the highways are needed or not.

The purpose of a toll is for the Government, or GLCs, to recoup on the investment made to build the highways, bridges, or any public facilities. When the investment has been returned, the toll should be demolished and those public facilities shall be free for use to the public. So the question is this; why is there a formula for price increase and the 30 years fixed period for toll collection? Just fixed the god-damn toll price to an amount and let Litak collects toll until the investment they made were returned. Simple as that.

Those GLCs said “we are just honoring the agreement”, and our minister said, “we have tried to negotiate”. Okay, we may be as stupid as they had though, but why are we having this kind of agreement where the government is in a loosing end? Who was the person in charge of negotiation? Why the terms were favoring the GLCs? Isn’t our government should represent the people and negotiate what is in the best interest of the people? It seems to me that the agreement is for the best interest for the GLCs, 100%.

What strike me as funny, or ironic, is the fact that the GLCs are using the Government’s money (or the people’s money, if I may) and yet the Government has to pay subsidies for the toll.

At the end of the day, the public suffer the most. We pay for the road construction (in forms of income tax, and other taxes), and then we pay the toll. That is fair, but why do we have to pay for it for 30 years or more when in fact the investment could be recouped in less than that? The GLCs are guaranteed with shitload of profit and yet we are still paying our income taxes? What pissed me off more is the condition of our highways. The highways are uneven, bumpy, and the drainage system is very bad. Hell, I am not even sure if those roads can be called highways.

I read on some news and blogs whom reported about the recent protest in front of Litrak office (here and here), but why waste the time in protesting? That won’t get you anywhere, and that certainly won’t get anything done, and those representatives from GLC and government will point to the agreement and say, “Oh we try, but its all in the agreement.”

So, in my opinion, the smartest thing to do now is to question why such agreement was signed and agreed upon. And then someone has to dig out the detailed financial reports of these GLCs (including PLUS and the Penang Bridge) and we can calculate if the investment to build those highways were recouped. Those GLCs are public companies (I am not using the word “Public Listed Companies” here because they belong to the people of the country) so they should make the financial report available (to anyone who is interested, that is) and as transparent as possible.

On the other hand, is there a reason for those agreements to favor the GLCs to such extend? I don’t know.

So now back to the opening statement. Are the leader (current or previous) and the assistants smart enough to lead the country to a new high and be competitive in global market? My answer is that they got me fooled.

Or maybe not.

15
Jan

swiss garden hotel

Ah!!! What a nice title, and many would have thought that I will talk about vacationing in some exotic island, some naked ladies taking a sunbathe at the beach or something like that.

Unfortunately, that’s not the case.

Last week, there was this Swiss Garden Hotel tele-marketing arm calling me about a coupon for free stay at any Swiss Garden Hotel of my choice (well, the list of choice is not long to begin with). The “only” condition was that I was required to go to their office at Amcorp Mall to pick up the coupon.

Who would mind getting free stuff? I know I won’t mind, but I was pissed off and I refused to pick up the so-call free coupon because the tele-marketing arm has been disturbing me. I received calls from them everyday, and I mean EVERYFUCKINGDAY, and I can get 4 or more calls from them in a single day about me picking up the coupon, and I had to tell them the same story.

Caller 1: “Hello, may I speak to Mr. Adrian Ang?”
ME: “Speaking.”
Caller 1: “Hi, I am calling from XXX Company and we would like to make an appointment with you for you to come to our office to pick up the coupon.”
ME: “Sorry, I am not free this week. Next week?”
Caller 1: “Oh in the case, will Tuesday be fine?”
ME: “Yup, that sounds great to me.”
Caller 1: “Thanks! We will see you on next Tuesday then.”

And then, the next day, I got the same call again, and I asked them if it was possible to just mail me the coupon, and they explained that a lot of people wasted the coupon so they wanted their customers to go to the office to get the coupon. I told them I would go on Tuesday (which is tomorrow), and we hung up. Few minutes later, another person from XXX Company called and asked the same question again. On that one fine day, the 4th caller called and I was so pissed that I asked him to fuck off and ask him to fuck his cat upside down, and I didn’t want the damn coupon anymore. I thought the situation was resolved and they would update the system. About 20 minutes later, I got the 5th caller about the same shit again. I asked the lady to go fuck her tortoise.

I mean, why can’t they just update their fucking system that one of their staff had called me earlier and there is no need to call me again and again? Did I sound like I was really enjoying the conversation and the small talk? They were just wasting my time and sometimes when they called while I was in the middle of something, I told them I couldn’t talk but they will continue nonetheless. That was really annoying and not professional at all.

Yesterday, they called again.

Caller: “Hello, may I speak to Mr. Adrian Ang?”
ME: “Speaking.”
Caller: “Hi! I am calling from XXX Company about your free Swiss Garden Hotel stay coupon.”
ME: “I don’t want it.”
Caller: “But sir, you are one of the selected lucky person for this coupon.”
ME: “Dude, do you understand English?”
Caller: “Of course sir.”
ME: “Then can you please tell me which part of `I don’t want it` that you don’t understand? Do you want me to spell it out for you?”
Caller: “But sir, this is a 3 days 2 nights stay any of our Swiss Garden Hotels in Malaysia, and …”
ME: “Let me say it one more time. I DON’T WANT THE COUPON. So stop calling me.”

And I hung up on that dude.

By the way, no string attached and I can get the coupon absolutely free? Over my cute and perky ass!

09
Jan

I got a Christmas tag

I got tagged by Sean

The Rules:

1. Players start by listing three things he/she got for Christmas.

2. Then they list three things he/she definitely did not want to get for Christmas.

3. Then he/she tags five friends and lists their names.

4. The ones who get tagged write on their blogs about their Christmas wishes, and state the rules clearly.

5. Then tag five more victims. The tagger needs to leave the taggees a comment that says you have been Christmas tagged! and tell them to read the tagger’s blog.

Three Things I Got:

1. Louis Vutton wallet.

That’s about it.

Three Things I Didn’t Want:

1. I will take anything. Bring it on babeh!

I am tagging:1. Laudene
2. deekiat
3. bunnywunny
4. MervKwok
5. Seraphe

04
Jan

a passing of a good friend’s father

I received a phone call from a friend, and he informed me that one of my best friend’s father has passed away.

W is a friend I had known since I was 6 years old, and we went to the same primary school, secondary school and colleage together. We knew each other like no one else did and our parents knew each other very well also. Hell, when he was going after his first girlfriend, he brought me along to give him the courage and support that he needed.

I had known W’s father since I was a small kid. I used to spend time at his house up on the hill to play with W, and then we had seen each other once in every while during my growing year, and in a sense, he was watching me grow up. He was like a father to me, and he treated me really good. Sometimes when W did something wrong, W would bring me home because W knew darn well that his father would be happy to see me and would not scold W if W were to tell him that he was spending time with me. Yup, I was the shield and armor as usual.

The news that W’s father passed away came as a huge shock to me. I didn’t know what has happened and the cause of death. I met W’s father not long ago and he seemed perfectly fine and he asked me how I was doing and we laughed on many jokes. Hell, we even shared a bottle of liquor together.

The memory started the flood me like waterfall. I remembered how he used to tell my dad (whom has passed away few years back) about my good qualities and even informed my dad that he would help with the tuition fee if my dad refused to send me overseas. And I remembered how he shed his tears during my father’s funeral.

Now I am worried about W because he is in Australia now and he would be back tonight.

Uncle, if you can see this, please know that I miss you a lot and I am sorry that I didn’t visit you more often than I should. Rest in peace, Uncle.

04
Jan

the first post in the new year

I am tired.

Yup, after resting for 4 days, I feel more tired than ever. The reason is very simple; I simply over-rested. I know that sounds amazing, but that’s me!

During the break, Maria and I did nothing but rest, travel around, eat good food (but expensive too :( ) and then we also took Fluffy back to hometown for long vacation. After the weekend, we spent most of the time in PJ/KL. Then we took Fluffy to the vet because he was diagnose with Eczema, a skin disease that cause inflammatory and hotspot. Then we went to Sri Hatamas to take Korean.

Shit. I am not making sense. That’s the result of too much rest.

Summary:

It was a fun and relax break for both of us and we enjoyed it very much.

I wish you guys are having as much as we do, and Happy New Year!




 

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