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March 16, 2017

anneh cashier 2

I stumbled into the same anneh cashier again today at Company T cafeteria.

Cashier: *punch punch punch register* “That’ll be RM2.70 please.”

Me: *tendered RM3*

Cashier: *Gives back RM0.70*

Me: *looks at anneh cashier, palm with coins still holding out for him to see…*

Cashier: *looks back at me with WTF look*

Me: *looks at my palm with the 70 cents*

Cashier: *looks at my palm with 70 cents, still clueless*

I had to give him the audio feedback…

Me: “Friend, the amount was RM2.70… I gave you RM3.00… how much change should you give me back?”

Cashier: *still clueless*

Me: “30 cents! Right?”

Cashier: “Oh yaya sorry sorry”

Ohne savadi keporleh…

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March 13, 2017

anneh cashier

Company T cafeteria, where all shit converge and dumbasses collide. It was lunch time, and I was served by this young Indian guy cashier who looked like he wanted to be a nail salon operator when he grew up.

Cashier: *punch punch punch register* “That’ll be RM6.50 please.”

Me: “The cafe owes me 80 cents from the breakfast this morning. Can you please deduct?”

Cashier: “So I just minus 80 cents from your total, right?” *wobbles his head*

Me: “That’s right.”

Cashier: *punch punch punch register* “That’ll be RM7.30 please.”

Me: “No no… you’re supposed to minus, not add. The cafe owes me, not the other way round.”

Cashier: “Oh, I’m sorry…” *punch punch punch register* “That’ll be RM7.30 please.”

Me: [WTFBBQ!] “Are you for real?? What did I just told you!?”

The cashier guy was startled, because he did not expect that reaction from me, and he started to say something incoherent…

Cashier: “Ermm… I’m sorry… where did you get that piece of chicken? From the front?”

Me: “Yes from the front. But what has that got to do with this??”

He fiddled the register for a short moment, and then he said this:

Cashier: “Sorry, it should be RM5.30″

And that’s still the wrong amount. I gave the dolt RM6 to be done with and he gave me back the RM1. o__O”

I’m pretty sure he didn’t inherit the chettiar genes from his ancestors…

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March 5, 2017

school nowadays – hairstyle

I don’t know if this is confined to only Penang but, I noticed that some vernacular schools have been enforcing this shit rule of needing male students to have the ‘prison inmate’ hairstyle. You know, just about an inch long, and can never be skinhead bald. The girls on the other hand, are required to have the He-Man hairstyle. Not that it’s bad for the girls but, what if one of the girls wanted a boy-cut? Uh uh, not allowed. As a result of that, you’d have a hard time discerning them students apart (unless if one of them is super fucking fat like that), reinforcing the age old belief by the Westerners that we Chinese look all the fucking same!

So what sort of a stupid shit is this, really? Only vernacular Chinese schools *facepalm*. Are the Chinese educators in Malaysia really that retarded? What is that suppose to teach them young people? How to be disciplined? By having a prison inmate / He-man hairstyle? Really? You gotta be shitting me.

I say, that’s just a low cost (but otherwise effective) and lame ass method to save them school authorities some manpower to enforce discipline amongst the kids. When everyone looks uniformed, it’s easy to spot the odd ones out. It’s brilliant if you think about it. But that’s not going to be good for the psyche of them kids. In a way, they’ve also made them kids into an army of drones, outlook wise. There will be no such thing as individualism. They’re to be what they’re molded to be, in their state of mind, and grow up to be mindless fucks, totally void of opinions. If the blacks were to be like this, there wouldn’t have been any civil rights movements in the history of mankind, and they’d still be slaves to this date.

So why are we Chinese people in Malaysia teaching our students to be like this? Escapes me man. Looks like the infamous Chinese ed rote learning has sunken to a new low. This is totally against what the society is striving to achieve – living in diversity (which in its current pathetic state, it still needs to go a bit of a distance before it sees light). And these neanderthals are teaching them kids to go and regress the other way. Fuckety fuck.

If you were to ask me, I’d say we should let them kids keep their own hairstyle. Let them be who they are. And then we teach them how to accept everyone as who they are. Teach them how to love themselves, and not to be who they’re not. We have enough suicide cases, we do not need more of them chasing impossible dreams and think they do not meet a silly expectation set by their moronic parents. They need to get out of the mindset and tackle the world like their own way. Teach them how to get up when they fall. Get them to embrace individualism and think for themselves. If they have long messy hair, fine – set up workshops to teach them how to groom themselves up. How to keep clean, be hygienic and shit. Hell, throw in some survival lessons like how to change a spare tire or cut up an animal for food. They’re more useful that way. We know these kids aren’t going to grow up keeping the same prison-inmate hairstyle all their lives (unless they have male pattern baldness problem)… so why impose? Why not let them do it their own way, the right way? Again, escapes me.

That’s why I didn’t want to send my daughter to a vernacular school. I do not want her to be taught how to be a racist and bigoted person that follows the direction someone orders her to go. I want her to do it her way, and live life to the fullest. I want her to have Indian, Malay, gothic, gay, straight and all kinds of friends. I want her to have an opinion, and grow up to be someone who is responsible, loves herself and who isn’t afraid of challenges. She’s going to fucking die knowing that she did nothing she has regretted about and she’d live her life again the same way. That, is the wealth she’s going to inherit from me. (sorry, no money. I am hell bent of spending them all before I die).

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