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    Monday, November 07, 2005

    And for that, I can assure you it wouldn't be a pleasant one. I was on board 173, from school on my way to the al-ameen bus stop. I saw 184. I alighted and I ran after it. It stopped but the driver refused to open the door. He stared at me and I stared at him. He finally open the doors after 5 seconds. 5 seconds, I'm telling you!!! Yes, I'm reasonable. And so I have a fucked up face when I'm tired and pissed (may I remind you that this entry will be filled with profanities). Out of nowhere, he started rambling in malay which is something I could have easily comprehended. But I guess his Bahasa was too kasar and sungguh biadap, it was beyond my comprehension. Yes, for once, just let me stoop the lowest level, lower than any speck of dust or scum found on the face of this Earth and be a snobbish arse. This foul-mouthed bus driver said 2 things about me however, which unfortunately for him, was within my comprehension ability. After scolding me in Malay, which he apparently thought I couldn't speak a word of, he went on to say that I am bodoh and that my face is like a babi's.

    In the name of God, I swear I heard him say that loud and clear.

    KNNBCCB. My point is, he might have had a rough day. He might have to stop the bus a few times every now and then to allow people like me to board the bus. But is it my fault that I had to run for the bus and made him stop? Is it my fault that the traffic was slow and so the bus I was in took a longer time to stop in time so that people like me could run after the bus in front? He might have been tired. But so was I. He had no excuse to call me stupid and say that I look like a pig. Who the fuck does he think he is? World's best bus driver? I have nothing against bus drivers. But he... I'm telling you, he's a major son of a fucking bitch. Can you imagine the hurt, shame and anger I felt all at one go upon hearing the insults he lashed on me? It was a big blow. A fucking huge one. I felt like telling him there and then that he's a fuckface but... verily, I still had a bit of patience left in me.

    Kalau nak diikutkan hati, memang aku pergi itu office dekat bus interchange and lodge a complaint. This is outrageous - getting insulted by someone who renders his service to the public in the name of SERVICE and an honest & decent living. Service my foot. Seriously. These people have got NO manners. They need to be trained and re-trained and then reconsidered for employment in the transport services or the service industry for that matter. I am not being petty. I am obviously not. A man just called me stupid and said that I looked like a pig. Rude and brusque people are not exactly whom I have a soft spot for.

    On another note altogether, I shall stop blogging for a while. A week at least. Will be back with more entries and pleasant ones at that. Take care people and please be courteous while you're at it. Anyways, thanks to all who tagged. Selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin to all of you too.

    Salaam.

    Arghhhh. I hate rude people!!!

    Kwinella @ 5:29 PM!