Condition u8

My job is getting more relaxing lately, since mine is currently on a morning shift (9am-5.30pm with a less-than-30-minutes break) and I don’t get to do nights, which is when everyone all over Subang Jaya flock to the kopitiam as if we provide incentives to newcomers.

Some customers can be completely idiotic, among the notable mentions that happened today:

- one customer asked me in Chinese whether the “chicken curry mee” has chicken in it. Wtf.

- another customer (old, English-educated man) reprimanded me for the cold eggs I did not serve nor prepare, while telling me in a sarcastic tone that “for your information, eggs should be served after bread”. Like the fuck I care whether the eggs or the bread come first (like, does the egg or the chicken come first?)? I don’t fucking care the order I eat them.

- I found a fucking booger stuck onto the small container of white sugar. Disgusting shite.

- Two old ladies semi-interrogated me in disbelief after paying that their plain nasi lemak costed them RM5.80 each; and since both ordered an additional piece of rendang chicken (which costs RM3 each), their total amount inclusive of their drinks for such a simple meal was about RM22. Rofl. I had to show them the menu for them to believe me - why not check the prices next time if you don’t have the money to pay for it? =___=

- I was mistaken yesterday (or the day before) by my supervisor that Esther’s my girlfriend. Doublewtf.

Frankly, I’m getting immune to customers complaining about the slow food and bad service. Why not go to McDonald’s then, people?

Some pictures I took yesterday with my cameraphone, to provide an insight to what I’m rambling about in my recent entries:

Aye (pronounced as “ei”) and Jope (don’t know his spelling), two funny Myanmar workers. The former can only speak in halting English while the latter speaks very good Bahasa.

A look at the kopitiam. Nice decor and whatnot but I care less about it. <_<

He literally laughed at Daniel’s temp. phone. XD Jope wants to purchase an E398 too. @_@ What’s with the many people wanting my handphone? >_>

Went for a yamcha session yesterday (more like a dinner) with Heng, Daniel, Kai Shen, Jon and Kai Tzin (who joined us much later) at Salmon Steak, SS15. Caught up with each other’s lives, etc.

A wee bit too dark, Daniel in his awesome-looking hat he wore to Langkawi.

At Salmon Steak. Kai Shen semangat u8.

We then went to Games World for 2 hours of intensifying Counter Strike: Condition Zero. I suck in the game. >_> Being the funny bunch that we were…

That’s Jon, CS extraordinaire.

Imagine that happening in real life. LOL. FatV running amok?

Ruby is a counter-terrorist. Typical.

We later used names of people we know, and it was funny how a “Se Chee Hee” and “Lee Kam Wah” were terrorists. XD

Obviously we completely sucked when fighting against Jon and Heng as a team (3-on-2). At one point, when I asked who was using the nickname “faggot” (“Who’s faggot?”), Kai Shen replied, “Me lah” which made us laughed out loud at the context of it all. XD

Went back at 11something pm last night. Walked back to my car, which I parked beneath a tree near McD’s, only to discover my car has been fucking bombed by bird poo: the windscreen, the sides, the windows, everything. It’s a nasty fucking mess as if a huge garuda smothered my car with poo-shampoo (wow, it rhymes!).

Reminder to self: Never park your car beneath any trees at night.