berapa bang...

dulu…sebelum zaman angkat-masuk-picit ni…kita memang macam raja weh kat stesen minyak…hahahaha…semua pam attendent buat…kau duduk jerlah dalam kereta.

Sebabkan bukan tuan punya kereta yang angkat-masuk-picit…memang bermacam macam…BERMACAM MACAM kes lah terjadi…human error memang banyak giler…and sudah pasti pam attendant akan kena tiaw kaw kaw punya dengan tuan punya kereta DAN juga dengan tuan punya stesen, iaitu mak aku…HAHAHAHAHAHA…tapi, masa tu tak kelakar lah…anak ke pekerja ke…sama je…*

*Kitaorang dulu ada meniaga stesen minyak masa kat kampung. Dulu la…sekarang takde dah…

Contoh:

Tersalah dengar takpe lagi…

Kereta datang…kau tanya…”berapa bang?” Driver tangan tunjuk angka 2. Kau pun, menggunakan logika akal…kereta+angka 2 = dua puluh ringgit lah kan…kau pon angkat-masuk-picit…bila dah setel…

“Eh dik…abang nak dua ringgit jer…yang kau isi sampai dua puloh ringgit buat ape?” yang nak bayar takpe lagi weh…ada gak yang tak nak langsung bayar..sanggup tu suruh kitaorang sedut balik minyak tu…yang tak nak bayar tu…ada jerlah doa doa aku kasi kat dia…

Bila nak penoh…kau tersalah bajet…tertumpah lak…tuan kereta nampak lak…boss lak ada kat luar time tu…perghkk…memang rasa nak berhenti kerja…

Paling sadis bila kau tersalah masuk minyak…perghk…kereta patut minyak hijau kau masukkan diesel…mati weh MATI…kes macam ni kronik…memang lah kau kena sedut balik…memanglah kau kena notify tuan punya stesen..memanglah kau mati kena tiaw pastu…

Kalau bebelan itu boleh membunuh…aku rasa…mak aku dah banyak kali keluar masuk jel.

Kadang kadang tak cukup staff…cubalah agak sape kena sit-in jadi pam attendent???

KAMILAH…kami ahli ahli keluarga tuan punya stesen…

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I vote myself as the cutest pam attendent e-ver.

And mak aku memang ada reputasi sikit dikalangan pelanggan pelanggannya…hehehehe…uollss nilailah sendiri reputasi macam mana…lol…

Abang ipar aku pernah sekali tu tersalah isi minyak...tah macam mana tah…terisi diesel kot kat dalam motor…cam tu lah…ape lagi…semak la kepala dia…abang ipar aku ingat kepala dia semak…tengok tengok…kepala tuan punya motor tu laaagi semak…bukan semak motor dia dah tersalah isi minyak…tapi semak dengan tuan punya stesen kat dalam office tu ha…hahahahahahaha…dia memang nak setelkan hal tu antara abang ipar aku ngan dia jerlah…tak nak libatkan tuan punya stesen…selalunyakan driver driver ni naik angin and insist nak jumpa nak complaint kat boss…yang ni tebalik lak…

“takpe bro takpe bro…kita tolak motor ni ke tepi…kita setel tepi…wa tak tahan ar kot boss lu tau…”

…obviously dia tak tau “boss lu” tu adalah mak mentua abang ipar aku.

Hahahahaha…

dewi remaja

I grew up with heavy influence from my sister…the 9-year gap managed to make me literally looked up to her about many things…(I was shorter then you see…now not anymore… me, tunduk: “hi long…” she, dongak: “hi dik…”)

She liked to buy Remaja…a very hip and happening magazine of that time. 

I know…Remaja right…tsk tsk tsk tsk…

But, because I’m her sister and I’m supposed to think that whatever that was from her were supposed to be cool…so I thought Remaja was the coolest thing e-ver also…

I liked to read Remaja…so informational (now: is it?)…so made me want to grow up faster and faster…I would gazed non stop at the finalist of Dewi Remaja…hoping one day…I would be in it too…(…then weight caught me and stayed…so sad…)

Another section in Remaja that I like most would be the cerpen section…wow… kalah novel nora elena tu hokey… terbuai buai bila baca… melayang layang lah aku…terbayang bayang jadi heroin dalam cerpen tu…senyum senyum sendiri….hahahahahaha…

I started writing my own fantasy cerpen too…I NEVER SHOWED IT TO ANYONE!!! now…I did not even know where I have out them… berpuluh cerpen ok aku tulis…semua cheesy cheesy belaka…nama pon of course tak hengat…stok stok yang heroin bawa kereta…pastu kereta kena potong ngan motor besar yang laju…heroin marah marah…ngomel ngomel…tiba tiba kereta heroin rosak…tengok tengok yang tolong mamat bawa motor besar tadi…acehwah…

Heroin berkasar ngan lelaki nih…sangat kurang ajar la…then heroin ni sakit…tengok tengok yang merawat dia tu…lelaki yang dia dah terkurang ajar tadi…acehwah…

You know…cheesy story like these…wakakakakaka…

And I must say…I really thought this guy is so great...orang kuat majalah Remaja tuuu…

lang si

At my work place, from office to my class.

I waited for the elevator’s door to open (I wanted to go down) and when it did, it was full of Chinese students.

I just said: “It’s okay…” It was going up anyway…

Just when the doors were about to meet…one of the male student, whilst looking straight at me, said, in Mandarin la of course: “Neeh…this is the lecturer lor that they say is very lang si one…”

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inhale…

exhale…

wait aaa…I might teach you next sem…

map

For our mom’s 6-series birthday...we decided to held a small makan-makan gathering with close family members. 

My sister was in charged of getting the cake, and my jaga badan brother was instructed to get us satay kajang (he gasped actually)…and kak farah was kind hearted enough to belanja us kepci (according to her spelling) and apam cumel dot dot.

I was strongly suspicious of my jaga badan brother’s sense of direction. Hence, to avoid any excuses form him, such as: “I cannot find satay kajang…I get you guys salads instead…”, I drew him a very very VERY detailed and comprehensive map to get the satay kajang…

I know…I thought so too…^_^ my sense of direction is much much much better than him…so as my visual memory…

We enjoyed the satay very much…he had may be like three…?...rugi rugi…