When a customer reminds a waiter that he forgot something, he should apologise and serve whatever he forgotten right? At least that was what I thought. Instead, the waiter just simply said, ‘ Oh it’s just a bun so it actually doesn’t matter if you get it or not ‘.
In another incident this lady who nearly charged my mother a few hundreds extra (few hundreds extra, mind you) for something that my mom didn’t have to pay, put on a sulky face and stood her foot when my mom enquire her about it. She then stormed off to ask he colleague. Upon returning, her face was even more dark and grim when she got to know that she was at wrong. So, everything was put to right isn’t it? NOT. She forgot the magic word. Instead of apologizing when my mother confronted her, she rolled her eyes and said whatever. Whatever???
On the other hand, there are people who apologise profusely. Even for stuffs, which they are not at fault. I call it the sorry virus (courtesy from my friend). There’s this girl who said sorry to her lecturer for not doing well in her quiz. It was just a quiz, God… And she didn’t do that badly. Besides it’s not the lecturer’s loss, it’s her own loss. So instead of apologizing, she should work harder. I think the lecturer would appreciate that better.
Is the world turning upside down?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word, at certain cases.
Shallow and disrespectful
So the four of us were sitting around a table. In the midst of discussing chemistry, we heard the ‘azan’. As a Malaysian, I know that we have to remain silent for a while, and I did just that out of respect to my Muslim friends present. To my surprise, one of my group members asked me why did I stop. She said there’s no need to remain silent and beckon me to continue. She also asked me, ‘When did you become a Malay? I didn’t know you were so Malayish.’
I was shocked to hear that and I felt for my Muslim friend sitting next to me. I could tell that she was offended by that statement and so was I. What does respecting other’s religion has got to do with my personal believe. Saying that I’m becoming a Malay is so not cool and very rude indeed. She didn’t even consider about my friend’s feelings.
Here’s another incident.
So, I just my timetable for the classes in semester 2.After having a look at it, I said aloud, ‘ Why can’t they have agama class on the last period on Wednesday? That way, the non-Muslims can go back early. Like the moral class (class for the non-Muslims), it’s held on the last period on Monday. ‘
Bear in mind, I was just suggesting and wasn’t even complaining. Of course my roommate had to, just had to add something nasty to that, ‘ So what!!! Who’s the majority over here? ’. She said it in such a tone that her words pierced through my heart. I was taken aback by her comment.
I don’t understand how these people think. Maybe they just don’t think at all. That’s why they can say such things. And I can’t do anything about it. The idea of a Malaysian not respecting others is absurd and quite new to me. And that attitude is just intolerable and totally unaccepted. Well, it’s time to grow up sisters! Stop being so childish and shallow.
So shallow and disrespectful that they ought to be packed into a box and sent home so that they can live in their teeny tiny world of their own.
Just a typical lunch
You were able to forget about him.
Why go through the whole process again? A difficult one, mind you.
Just because he changed table to sit next to your table for lunch on a Friday afternoon? Come on, it was just a coincidence. Maybe the table he first took was dirty. And bout him glancing your way more than once, he was probably trying to figure out if your ethnicity. You don’t exactly look like a pure Chinese, you know.
It’s not that he’s interested in you. He did not even talk to you before. And even if he does behave and make as if he likes you, so what? It doesn’t mean the situation will get anywhere. Look at a very good example - what happened between you and that bastard. Let me rephrase that, look at the nothing happened between you and that bastard.
Why can’t reality hit you like the way it did before?



