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29
Aug

Censored

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: people and rants and raves

Today I just saw the news that Malaysia Communications and Multimedia Commission (MCMC) has ordered the ISPs to block access to Malaysia-Today portal (source).

PETALING JAYA: All 21 Internet Service Providers (ISPs) in the country have been ordered by the Malaysian Communications and Multimedia Commission (MCMC) to block the controversial Malaysia Today website, an industry source revealed.

The notices were sent out on Tuesday in accordance with Section 263 of the Communications and Multimedia Act.

“This means that MCMC is allowed to block any particular website which has committed acts that contravene the local laws of the country, for example, sedition,” the source said.

Meanwhile, Malaysia Today editor Raja Petra Kamaruddin lashed out against the blocking of the online portal, saying it was a breach of the Multimedia Super Corridor (MSC) charter.

Under the MSC Malaysia 10-Point Bill of Guarantees, it is stated that as part of its commitment to ensuring the success of MSC Status companies, the Government promised to “ensure no Internet censorship”.

“The Government has clearly broken its own promise,” said Raja Petra yesterday. Asked whether he was notified of the reasons of the blocking, he answered no.

“I will turn this into a big issue, no doubt. When it is known that the Government has violated the charter, MSC will die. I will personally see to it,” he said.

TMnet, the country’s biggest ISP, Maxis and Time refused to comment.

However, at 11.30pm, a check by The Star found that Malaysia Today has launched a mirror site which can be easily accessed.

Hmmm.. this is really something interesting.

First of all, is the gahmen admitting that they are losing the Internet war? If this is not the case, then why the gahmen is censoring the Internet?

Or is it because the editor of Malaysia-Today, Raja Petra, revealed too much information about the gahmen so gahmen fears that the public will know too much? If that’s not the case, then why censor the website from the public? If Raja Petra did not open up too much cans of worms, why the fear and hide and censor the Internet? If those allegations were not true, why not counter these allegations with proof instead of barking nonsensically?

Or the gahmen only want the people of Malaysia to read those controlled mass media? Then what’s the difference between communism and all this crap? Might as well as limit emails, Internet, phone calls, and only allow controlled newspaper, radio stations, tv stations, books and all that. That would be easier, no?

It’s something I don’t understand, and I can’t be bother enough to spend too much time thinking about all these nonsense. These adults are not acting like one anyway, so better don’t waste time and energy with them.

05
Jul

RAGE 2

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: about me, fuck ups and rants and raves

For the first time in my 32 odd years life, I discover that I have such capacity to have such depth of hatred and rage towards some one. I am writing this right now doesn’t mean that the rage and hatred subsided. In fact, it is still burning every inch of my skin and melting my internal organs at a rapid rate.

I contemplated for a while, and decided to send her a SMS, not as a closure but more so as the final message to her conveying my wish and hatred towards her.

This is the last time that you will ever hear from me. Thank you for all the lies. Luckily I do not have to listen to your lies anymore. I hope you believe in karma and I wish that you, your families and friends will all go broke, end up sleeping on the street and then die in the most ugliest and disgusting way, the best if its right now, right at this moment, right in front of me. Just in case your numb nut brain cannot comprehend, this is not a threat and this will be the last from me so I am not trying to harass you, but conveying my biggest wish to you. I will pray very hard and hope that my wish will come true. Again, thank you, and please die as soon as possible.

For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I made such wish towards a person. For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I felt that this person is such scum and is a complete was of earth resources and she should be removed from the surface of the earth. For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I made such wishes towards a person and the friends and families. For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I wish that a person will rot in hell and will never get a chance for reincarnation and see the daylight. For the first time of my 32 odd years of life, I want a person to suffer forever until the end of earth.

I am not even willing to get my hand dirty. All I wish for is that she and everyone around her will just fucking die by the ugliest and most disgusting way, be it nature force, accidents, or whatever. I don’t want to stain my hands with their dirt, because they are just purely disgusting and I will never be able to wash away those dirt.

If there is a voodoo way or whatsoever that can grant me my wishes, and even if that means I have to repay back using 30 years of my remaining life, I would do it and make that wish.

Yes, this is how much I hate this scumbag of the earth right now.

I am not allowing comment because I don’t want to remark further regarding these issues. So if you respect me, at least as a human being, please do not ask me. If I have a chance to meet up with you and decided to pour it out, so be it.

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29
Jun

Do We Mean What We Say?

By Adrian 4 Comments
Categories: observation, people and rants and raves

This is the part 2 of the post about my observation here.

The problem with the society and people nowadays is that it is extremely difficult to find someone who will say what’s in their mind. And when we do, we think that person is too direct or something we crown the word “mean” on their foreheads.

What do I mean by “Do we mean what we say?” Let me give you some scenarios to work with.

Scenario #1:
Your girlfriend is cleaning the house, sweeping the floor, and mopping the floor (just assume that you two are living together). You offer help, but she says, “Oh honey, it’s okay. You have been working whole day so you rest.” or “It’s alright baby, I like to do house chores.” or “You enjoy your football game okay? I want to do it alone.”

What happen next? Before you know it, when you two have a fight, and she uses this against you, saying that you had never helped.
You: “But honey! You said you like to do house chores!”
She: “Ya right, as if I am your maid. Do you think everyone is born to like house chores? You sitting on your ass whole day so I got to do it!”
You: “But dear, you said it was okay because I was working whole day.”
She: “Fuck you. You think you are the only one working whole day? I don’t have to work?”
You: “But baby, you always ask me to continue my football game while you were cleaning.”
She: “Oh yeah, bastard. You can enjoy your football game, and what was I doing? Cleaning up your mess!”
You: “Why can’t you just say so? When I offered help, why can’t you just let me do it? Why can’t you speak your mind?”
She: “Guess what asshole! When I declined your help, why can’t you move your ass and take the initiative to help? Now I am speaking my mind!”

I don’t mean to be sexist, but guys normally mean YES when we say YES, and we mean what we say. Unfortunately, most of the time, women speaks some alien language. When they say they are fine, don’t trust them a bit. When they say NO, well, they mean YES most of the time. That’s why most of the time we have our arguments and that’s why sometimes that leads to serious misunderstanding.

Scenario #2:
Imagine that I bring my dog to your house. He poo right in front of your door, and I quickly asked for paper towel, plastic bag, and a mop. You might be kind enough to decline it and says, “Oh that’s fine. He’s just a lovely dog!” But the truth is, when you were cleaning that place up after my dog, you might be complaining to your wife, “that fucking bastard, his dog shit here and now I got to clean up his shit. What the fuck is he thinking?”

Now, this happened before (not to me of course, because I don’t fuck care what they say and I will just clean up whatever mess I made) and this is real life. Some people just try to be nice to the guests, but then inside their mind, they were cursing the guests and the guests’ families to hell and back. Why can’t you be genuine and let the guests clean up their own mess? Why act like a fucking gentleman and then later accuse them for not doing something right?

Of course, there are a few more scenarios that I can create, but let’s not make this post too long and I certainly not writing a thesis for human psychology.

So what’s your take? What do you think? Do you think that people in this society is telling enough truth and mean what they say? Or do you think you have met a lot of fake-face people?

12
Jun

No more petrol price increase until year end?

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: observation and rants and raves

Today the The Star reported that Prime Minister announced no more petrol price increase until year end. [Read the report here]

At first, he said no marriage is on the horizon. The next thing we know, he married his current new wife.

At first he said not going to dissolve the parliament. The next thing we know, he set the nomination date to the following week.

At first he said not going to increase petrol price until August. The next thing we know, the price was increased on June 5th.

So why is it that this time round I don’t believe that the petrol price will be capped until year end?

10
Jun

3G iPhone

By Adrian 2 Comments
Categories: Technology and rants and raves

I

WANT

A

3G

iPHONE

NOW!!!!!!!!!

After checking with the list of countries that will get an official 3G iPhone, you have Mali, Malta (by the way, where the fuck are these countries?) and some other weird name countries, but you just can’t see MALAYSIA in the list. The nearest one? Singapore!

So what the hell is wrong with that? Besides, now you can’t just purchase the 3G iPhone from store and just walk off. You will need to activate the phone in-store, be it Apple stores or AT&T stores. Holy shit, that’s just a bunch of bull crap. That means now I can’t ask my friend to buy the phone for me and ship it to me anymore!

Apple! You are an innovative companies, so why want to limit your great product to just AT&T? If you want to mass-market your product, remove the subsidy and allow consumers the options to buy the phone without signing a 2 years contract with AT&T. For those who wants to pay less (now, but pay more later), let them commit suicide by signing up with AT&T.

Anyway….

I WANT MY 3G iPHONE NOW!!!!!

06
Jun

My Problem…

By Adrian 4 Comments
Categories: about me and rants and raves

First of all, let me state it loud and clear that I do have my problems, and I am far from perfect. Fuck! I can’t even use the word “perfect” in anything about me at all. I do have my flaws, a lot of them, that I have to carry for the rest of my life, but that’s just me.

I guess you can say that with my flaws, that’s who I am, and that is the complete package from Adrian Ang Inc.

I am the sort of person who can’t be bother to explain things that I have done, things that I am doing, and things that I would do in the future. I am basically living my own life and I am so independent that I don’t see the point of explaining anything to anyone.

Let me give you an example; If I were to tell you that I backpacked to Europe, and you wanted me to show proof or get an alibi, I would just smile and keep quiet. What do you expect me to do? Dig out the old passport to show the custom entry point and date, and what if I went Europe alone (which I did) so I don’t have an alibi? Do you see where this is heading? I just fail to see the point of showing any shit to prove something that I had done before.

I was brought up this way. Since teenage life, my parents gave me the freehand to do whatever I want. I was given the money and choice to pick the college that I wanted to attend, picked the course I wanted to take, and I did almost everything myself; taking a long bus journey for the first time to outstation to check out the college, get the information from the registrar office, and looking for a room to rent. Even when I was about to leave the country to further my studies, I still remember vividly how my family asked me which course I was taking while we were on our way to the airport. I told them I was taking Mechanical Engineering, and my dad said he thought I was doing computer science. My mom chipped in that she thought I was doing electrical engineering, and my sisters thought I was doing something else.

Funny and ironic, but that’s what happened, and how things are in my life.

That shows how much freehand they gave me without interfering on the life path I wanted to create for myself. I applied for the universities myself, booked the flight and with 2 luggages, I stepped into the plane and started my journey to the country I heard about so much but had yet to visit.

Of course, if the love one (like girlfriend or wife) wants to know, then I would take the painstaking time to explain. That’s just not me, but I know the need to explain once in a while. Other than that, I don’t bother. But when I do explain, and if she doubts me still, I would just keep quiet again and not bother to say a thing anymore.

Even until now, my mom don’t really ask me much about the ongoings in my life. I didn’t tell her that I broke up with Maria until last Saturday, and again, I didn’t explain why we broke up, and she didn’t ask. She knew that I know what I am doing, and she trusts me completely on my decision.

Some people might think that I am just self-centered. But I beg to differ. I care about the people around me, and I don’t hurt them in one way or another. But this is my life so I should have all the fucking rights to call the shot the way I want without explaining to anyone why I did what I did.

Anyway, the conclusion is this; this is who I am, so you can take it or leave it.

05
Jun

Petrol Price Increase

By Adrian 2 Comments
Categories: common sense and rants and raves

Most of you should know about that effective 0000 (that’s 12am) today, our RON92 petrol price has increased from RM1.92 per liter to RM2.70 per liter. That’s a 78 cents (or roughly 40.63%) increase per liter, mind you. If you don’t, you most probably come from some jungle-village so please head to The Star to read the news.

Now, I am not an Economist, but it is safe to bet all my money plus the future one that I am going to make to bet that most citizens of the country will be affected by this petrol price increase.

When petrol price increase, the transportation/shipping/distribution price increase. When transportation/shipping/distribution price increase, the raw material price increase and operation cost increase (hey! The boss needs to pump petrol to go to work, okay?!). When raw material price increase and operation cost increase, the product retail price increase.

Unfortunately, our salary do not seem to increase.

So with price of almost everything increase, and the people are strap with the same income, how could the people not affected?

He reiterated that the public should make changes to their lifestyle, saying they must ensure there was no wastage in resources such as water, energy and food. - The Star on Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi about petrol price increase

Genius. Pure genius.

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Instead of one big bowl of noodle, we should all order the small one and get hungry for the rest of the afternoon. Hey! That way we can be on diet as well! Woohoo! One stone two birds! Oh and since the food price will increase, we should start having a small farm in our house to plant vegetables and herd some chickens or pigs. That way we can harvest our own food, and cook them using candles or some dry woods from the forest. If not, we can always eat those food raw! Now that’s creative thinking, isn’t it?

How about we trade in our car for a bicycle? Now we get to work out daily when we go to work and going home after work, and we do not have to pump the blardy petrol anymore! But the price of bicycle would most probably increase as well, so we should all start walking! Yes! Walk to work/school, and walk to the shopping mall during weekend! Another one-stone-two-birds idea! Now this is a scene you most probably won’t see too often: a human walking line jam to the shopping mall! Another plus point would be we have to wake up 4 hours earlier to get ready to work, and not to mention that we can get killed on the road easily. Now isn’t life great?

By this rate of changing our lifestyle, we will be back to primeval period in no time.

Now, I am not objecting to the petrol price increase. In fact, I support this move by Abdullah Badawi (I just disagree with his super smart statement about us changing our lifestyle to accommodate the petrol price increase). Removing the petrol subsidy will remove a lot of financial strain on the gahmen and that will allow the gahmen to spend those savings wisely on improving the country. If the gahmen do use the money wisely instead of abusing it, like corruption and all that bullshit, I will support this move hands down, no question asked.

Then the money should be spent on improving public transport. If anyone dare to say that our public transport system is world class, I would say that this person has never ventured out of Malaysia before. So please, improve the public transport system so that more people can use it, hence reducing the traffic on the road.

And with reduced traffic on the road, that would ease up the traffic jam. Common sense is that our car consume the most petrol during the start-stop traffic jam situation. With the eased traffic condition, then we are not wasting the petrol. It’s best to review the road system as well as most of the time, it’s those small junctions that caused the traffic build-up, so you can consider revamping the road system, expanding the junctions, removing some fucking idiotic traffic lights, and also, why not follow Singapore and spend the savings in petrol subsidy to install Smart Tag on all Malaysian car? Hey, its expensive, but its a one time thing. With everyone having a Smart Tag, we don’t have to stop at the toll gate (or best yet, remove the fucking toll gate!) and then no one would want to smash our car window to steal the Smart Tag.

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And then, remove the import duty for foreign car. If you want Proton to be competitive, remove the protection and let them fight for their survival. Only the strong can survive and if they are not fit, why waste the taxpayers money to protect a bastard child like Proton? When people can afford good car without paying those hefty tax, imagine the savings we have in long run. Instead of paying RM171,800 for a brand new Honda Accord 2.4, we have to pay, let’s say, RM95,000 and that, my friend, is already a RM76,800 saving and that’s a big freaking difference.

The reason why I am suggesting all these is because we are not going to get a pay raise. Let me give you a scenario: the average Singaporeans are paid SGD2000 per month (salary) and we are paid RM2000 salary. But when they only spend SGD1.67 per liter for petrol, and we have to pay RM2.70 per liter, do you see how much more we have to spend? If you convert the currency, our petrol is still cheaper, but to compare orange to orange, don’t convert! How about other stuff like fast food? It’s the same thing! We are not getting paid more, yet we are paying the same as them. So go figure if the people of Malaysia are not going to be affected big time by this petrol price increase.

I hope the gahmen people can stop hiding inside their nice chamber (or office, or house, or palace if you like) and come out from their hiding to meet the people, to understand how the people are living. Drafting the policies closed-door without understanding the life of people is plain ignorant, and its like asking someone who doesn’t drive to draft out a traffic law.

We are not asking you to halt the petrol price increase, but merely asking you to be considerate enough to understand the difficulties that we have to face in life. Remove some of the hefty taxes, make our road more traffic friendly, and make our life easier.

And that’s all we are asking for.

Updated: 06/06/2008

Found this and uploaded to YouTube.

02
Jun

Bring Condom With You At All Time

By Adrian 5 Comments
Categories: common sense, people and rants and raves

Today I read a piece of news on The Star about how women should bring a condom with them all the time.

Women: Men must be encouraged to practise safe sex too

PETALING JAYA: Women’s groups have come out in support of the Health Ministry for promoting the use of condoms to combat HIV, but say practising safe sex is the responsibility of both men and women.

Sisters in Islam programme manager Norhayati Kaprawi said it was her group’s hope that both men and women are encouraged to practise safe sex.

“We hope the ministry allocates a bigger budget for free condoms for those who need it, like drug abusers and their partners.”

Norhayati said the Government should also introduce sex education in schools.

She was responding to the call by Deputy Health Minister Datuk Dr Abdul Latiff Ahmad for every woman to carry a condom for her own protection.

Women’s Aid Organisation executive director Ivy Josiah said it should be a joint responsibility.

“I am glad that he brought up the issue. However, our view is that we should be educating men to use condoms.

“Many women find it difficult to negotiate with their partners that they should use a condom, especially for women who are in partnerships where there is violence or control.”

In her blog, former Malaysian AIDS Council chairman Datin Paduka Marina Mahathir concurred that men have to play their part too in practising safe sex.

“It is one thing to carry condoms, it’s quite another thing to get the guy to use them. It might be more useful to tell men to carry condoms instead,” she said.

She also said that the police should not assume women who possess condoms were soliciting for sex.

“The issue is that having a condom in one’s handbag is often used as evidence by the police that one is soliciting (which is a crime).

“Thus, unless we’re supposed to all carry letters from Dr Latiff saying “it’s okay.” women carrying condoms can be arrested for soliciting for clients to provide sexual services. In other words, it will be assumed that they are sex workers,” she said.

I apologize if I am stupid, but I am trying to make some sense here. The Deputy Health Minister Datuk Dr Abdul Latiff Ahmad called for every woman to carry a condom for her own protection, and I am cracking my head to figure out why should every woman carry a condom?

In the case of rape, should the woman just tell the rapist “Hi, mind to use the condom I have prepared? I don’t wish to contract HIV from you. You can have a choice of different favor.” HELLO! This is rape that we are talking about, do you think the girl would have time to tell the guy to use the condom? Or do you think the rapist would bother to use a fucking condom?

Or when the girl is sitting in a bus, and she saw this handsome guy, takes out the condom, give it to him and then they make out in the bus? HELLO! Doesn’t make sense right?

Or how about if the girl decides to go nightclub and hit some one night stand. Well, that, I can see bringing her own condoms make sense (not just one condom, but most probably prepare one box), but normally it would be “your place or mine?” (or some rare occasion, a hotel room), then it is okay to keep condoms at the house instead of bringing it out. Or maybe it was so hot and the urge is so great that they have to settle the score in the toilet. Now I see the great pick-up line from the girls, “Hey, I happen to have a condom in my handbag. Wanna make a go for it?”

Personally, I have no problem with girls keeping a box of condom in their handbag. I won’t even think much about it. But imagine that you are walking out of your office block for lunch and you fall down. Everything inside your handbag, be it wallet, credit cards, lipsticks, and the box of condom, fall off. Some nice guy come to help and just happen to pick up that one box of Durex. Jeez, that’ll be great. Maybe everyone around your office block might think that you are some horny slut.

A final reminder; all condoms have expiry date, so don’t keep it for too long.

27
May

it’s not easy…

By Adrian 3 Comments
Categories: heart break, life and rants and raves

I was at the Postal Office, waiting for the number in my hand to show up on the red LED screen over the counter. I was thinking mostly on the things that needed to be done, and how I wished the receptionist would move her fat ugly butt to speed things up.

Alas, it was my turn. I quickly ran to the counter, submitted my paper, and paid the fee required for printing the relevant document. Before I took off, I had the courtesy to make a few jokes with her, light up her day, and then I made my way out.

Suddenly I stopped short in my track. For some unknown reasons, I suddenly had the urge to venture upstairs to speak to the groomers at Pet Safari. Instead of running to the carpark, I detoured to the nearest elevator and went up.

Once I reached the grooming room, I looked around and didn’t see Jackie, my god-son the Golden Retriever. I waved to the groomers, said my Hi, and was about to leave when something caught my attention. I ventured nearer and there he was, Fluffy, in the cage, bangging frantically at the steel door, looking at me, desperately wanted my attention. When he saw that I noticed him, he wagged his tail so fast that it kept banging on the glass wall.

I was stunned. It has been more than 3 weeks since I last saw him. I was denied the chance to see him, hold him, hug him, kiss him, and play with him. Suddenly, for no apparent reasons, I saw him right in front of me, and he was so happy to see me.

I walked to the cage as quickly as possible without tipping anything over or kicking any wires. I opened the cage, and he jumped right out, stood on his hind legs, scratching my legs frantically as if asking me where the hell I had been and why didn’t I go to see him.

I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I kneel down, scooped him off the floor, and hugged him as tight as possible, inhaled as deeply as possible to take in the familiar scent of his, and kissed his forehead softly and gently. I whispered into his ear, saying, “Sorry dear. How have you been? Have you been a good boy? Daddy miss you so much, do you know that?”

He looked at me with those huge twinkling eyes, and started kissing my face. I hugged him more tightly than ever, and I had the urge of just dognapping him so that he could be with me, living with me, so that I can see him daily, play with him everyday, and to take care of him.

I looked at the groomer, and I asked, “What time is she coming to pick him up?”

“She will go to our house at night to pick him up,” came the reply.

“Okay,” I answered.

I put him on the floor, and he ran around me, circling my legs, scratching me once in a while, sniffing me as if trying to etch the scent of mine into his tiny brain. I called him, and we both walked out from the grooming room. I kept watching him, afraid that he would bump into something or lost, and he walked as fast as he could with his tiny and short legs to keep up with me.

I smiled. The first smile I had for weeks, a real smile that came from heart.

I took him to Starbucks, and after I have ordered my drink, I sat there, my eyes fixed on him, capturing his every movement, trying to remember the day as best as I could since I do not know when will be the next time I’ll be seeing him. He looked at me, sighed, and crept up next to my leg, and slept. We spent quiet moments together, and sometimes I would scoop him up from the floor, hugged him, kissed him, and talked to him about the recent changes, what had happened to me, updating him, telling him how much I missed him. Unfortunately, he couldn’t speak, or else I would kill just to listen to him telling me how he has been for the past few weeks.

Time, as we know it, tick at exactly per second basis. But under certain circumstances, the concept of time is different. At that moment, I felt that the second was ticking way too fast, and I was trying hard to slow it down. Very soon, the sky turned darker, and I looked at the watch; it was time to go, no matter how reluctant I was. I looked at him, and he looked back at me, as if sensing what I was thinking. I told myself, “Just another 5 minutes.”

The extra 5 minutes turned into 20 minutes, but I didn’t care. I hugged him again, played with him, kissing his forehead, and told him how much I love him and miss him. Then I inhaled as deep as I could, stood up from the chair, and started walking to the grooming room.

At that exact moment, my phone beeped. I looked at the message, and I sighed deeply. It was more bad news, and at that particular moment, I couldn’t handle it anymore, so instead of replying and explaining, I decided to ignore the message, and continued the difficult journey back to the grooming room.

I put him inside the cage, and he struggled and ran out before I could close the door. He knew what I was doing, and he wanted to follow me. I scooped him up again, and put him into the cage, and this time I succeeded in closing the door.

He looked at me with those twinkling eyes again, and I could tell that he was asking me why I wanted to abandon him again, leaving him there instead of taking him home. I kneel down, face to face with him, and said, “Sorry…”

I turned, and I walked out from the grooming room.

From that moment onwards, I knew, I realized, for a fact that, my life will never be complete again.

17
May

Customer Service

By Adrian 1 Comment
Categories: Complaints and rants and raves

The other day I suddenly had the urge to test drive the brand new Honda Accord (which I wrote about here), and to be honest, I had been checking it for quite some time. I was thinking to visit the Honda showroom, give it a test drive, and then go ahead with the purchase (like settlement on my current car, the sales and purchase procedures, etc).

So I set off to view it at the nearest Honda Dealership just nearby my office:
Sumber Auto Edaran Sdn Bhd
76B, Jalan Universiti, 46200, Petaling Jaya, Selangor.

I don’t want to waste my time to describe in details of my customer visit experience there. But the summary of this whole saga is just this: extremely disappointed.

For the whole 20 minutes while I was viewing the car, checking the interior, sitting on the seats to find out how comfortable it is, peering into the engine bay, turning the knobs to get a feel, and not one, and I mean NOT a single sales representatives, walked to me to serve me. Some of them were just sitting around, ignoring my presence, and some were pretending to be busy doing nothing.

I stood there, looked around, sighed deeply, and just walked back to my car.

Okay, I might not look like rich guy (even though a lot of people said that I do look like one), but at least have a freaking courtesy to come and talk to me. No, not even a single person came to me to say HI or at least ask me “Hi sir, how can I help you?”

If this is the kind of customer service I am getting from Honda, I fret to imagine how they would serve me when my car got a problem.

My other Honda showroom experience at The Millennium Auto & Carriage Sdn Bhd (2007, Wisma Mofaz, Jalan Damansara, 60000 Kuala Lumpur) was just way better. So I think I will go back there to have a look again some time this weekend.

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