what would you do?
right. i feel sick. disgusted kindda sick, i had food
around 0045 and its around 0315 now and i still can't
sleep because i just feel like vomitting. i kindda had
my first really bad experience this nightshift as a waiter.
as usual i was the last to leave, waiting for my uncle
(he owns the restaurant) to finish up at his other branch
before arriving to pick his wife and i up for a really
late dinner, supper some might say. so as i was waiting,
i took out the last bits of trash. and there as i saw
it a couple were seated )seemly making out) at the water
feature behind the drink-joint. big deal i thought to
myself. i was about to shut the door and continue
cleaning up the place when i heard the lady making
curious sounds. i thought i heard a whimper, so i
glanced back to look. holy shit! the guy was trying to
take her clothes off, and she was crying as she resisted.
so kinky love right, whats the big deal? i stood
transfixed as i saw him force his way around her chest,
up went one side of her tank top, down went one side of
her jeans. oh come on! its my uncles friggin restaurant.
so i walked up and tapped the guy at his shoulder saying,
"excuse me sir." afterall if a lady looked like she was
in distress with a drunk guy, we should help her out
right? well, i did that. next thing i knew he thrust his
hand out at me and shouted to mind my own business. well
dude, you are distressing a girl outside my uncles
restaurant you better know it is my business. she
gave a louder whimper. i had to think of a plan fast.
i couldn't hit back. i'd be in trouble if i was found
trouncing an intoxicated man even if the girl was in
distress. so i took out my phone and held it there as
if to take a picture. he realised the repercussions
of the photograph made public and stopped immediatedly.
he discontinued his activity with the girl and got up
to give me chase. there was no way he was catching me,
myself being a good ten years younger. frustrated, he
let loose a lengthy string of vitriol. i had circled
the old barracks twice. his female companion made no
attempt to approach him, her absence was perhaps an
indication of relief to be freed of his odious presence.
i had the supervisor at harry's call in the police as
i exrended my lead in the 2nd round. i was tired from
work and weak with hunger, this had to end before he
could find reinforcements, trap and pincer me somehow.
i was wary, my senses heightened with the rush of
adrenalin stimulated by my years of experience in
such environments. we circled around a lone car in
the carpark, my pursuer relentlessly seeking my
capture. he walked away from me. i called my aunt
in the restaurant immediately, was he going for her
instead knowing that i am an employee in that
establishment. he returned dragging his female
companion, his vice-like grip on her arm ostensibly
causing her to twist and wince in pain. my aunt picked
up the phone as he was about to attempt to dash for me
again. no luck. she picked up the phone. i had to
act again.
me - "mommy, mommy!"
her - "who is this?"
me - "mommy this is (my name) here, mommy (her name)"
her - "what's happening? are you safe?"
me - "mommy i am being chased by someone who appears
to be violent, dont pick me up mommy."
i wanted him to think my 'mom' was far away that he
wouldnt think to enter the restaurant which i had left
unlocked to attack my aunt who would succumb to his
drunken rage. i would have no choice but to defend
her had he taken such a course of action. he didnt.
her - "where are you? where are you?"
me - "outside harry's, i'm fine. lock up the restaurant"
i could feel her anxiety and concern over my safety.
but i knew that i would be safe, the bar supervisor
had just yelled over to say that the police were
coming. i had to be strong, i couldnt let my legs yield.
he walked away to be with his female companion whom
he had dragged back. he passed my uncle who had arrived,
not cognizant of our relationship, they crossed without
incident.i told my uncle my story. i ended just as the
police arrived. my pursuer, was the first to approach
the police, followed by my uncle. a heated exchange
came about when he threaten my uncle. he had the first
word with the police, my uncle walked away. overcome
with fatigue i sat myself at the parking curb, a short
away from the police and my pursuer. it was finally over.
i was cautioned to take greater care of my safety in
future after i explained that i couldnt have taken a
photo of the couple or deleted it. such a photo would
be indistinct anyway as i had no flash and the surrounding
lighting was too dim to effect a clear picture. this
served to calm my pursuer a little, his main worry
assuaged. we had our particulars taken down. i left
with my aunt and uncle for food, the butterflies in
my stomach churning tornados. what an experience!
but my questions remain.
what would you have done? left them alone
was i nosey or did i do the right thing?
if it was perfectly enjoyable and legal wouldnt the
lady have told me to mind my own business as well
instead of shrieking as he violated her privates?
i did not take any pictorial evidence though it was
assumed i did. had i done so wouldn't such evidence
implicate me as a voyeur? chasing me with threats of
violence would be a downright display of guilt.
really. what would you do? there was no one around
for me not to approach him alone, imagine if he did
turn violent and he attacked my aunt. for the same
reason had i called the police and waited before
taking action or had i gone further in search
of help would i be too late to prevent the worst
possible senario occuring when i returned?
i asked myself, if i was right to make such a
'rash' decision? was it so urgent that i had to
act instead of look out for myself as suggested
by the constable? then would we wait till someone
holding a gun pulls the trigger at our leaders of
state before convicting them of the intent to harm?
then what if that lady was your daughter, sister
or wife? really, tell me, what would you do?
daphne's birthday
right! i was just sitting in my chair, about to type
a happy post when guess what, it started raining. so
at 1.30 in the morning my hopes for midnight bak chor
mee are dashed. but i'm still gonna type a happy post
i will not have a despondent blog, as far as i can
help it.
so monday was a happy day. eugene and i shopped for
a belt for dad and we had the good fortune of meeting
fiong who lent us a hand.
so she was about to go to work and she had lots of
time to kill.so why not take her shopping? a lady's
opinion always helps you know ;) then we spent time
catching up at starbucks. that was a real enjoyable
afternoon.
but things only get better!
its Daphne's party next! weee. and i was quite
pleased with myself having saved a sherry for her
since i saw that she enjoyed it at shermains party.
i just wonder if it is going to taste different
since shermains was a blended sherry.i hope she'll
tell me about it soon when she tastes it. and i got
her a book
since i was raving
about it so much. i got an extra 1 for howe as well
which allowed me to share snippets of it with
shermain as we caught the last train home. so i
think daph should have the same fun we had. but the
best part was how i got her a can of
for her birthday. it was hilarious.
here's the birthday girl and can you believe it?
she's wearing a skirt! waddawaddawaddaasdasdasd?
that makes it really cool by me knowing my tastes.
the party was also very interesting because her
current classmates from the poly were also around.
a very lively bunch indeed. made me feel old!
they were laughing teasing and all in chinese
of course.
oh and surprise surprise joel tan rui liang formerly
known as little-el was there too. so we spent some
time catching up. met my acjs discipline mistress's
husband also, mrs. lee kwee hwa can you believe it?
its a small world. bird and i finished a bottle of
chardonnay (i really preferred it to the shiraz which
tasted corkish) which was fruitty but it turned kindda
acidic as the night went on. haha now we know why i
prefer dessert and fortified wines to table wines.
aww cummon cut me some slack its all preference right?
so hopefully i can get something nice for bird and
vonne as their birthdays are coming up. only questions
are where and what do they like. please tell me!!!
just finite
man, life doesnt get any better for me does it? well
in case you're thinking its horrible, down-in-the-pits,
my pet dog broke up with me kindda thing, good news its
not. life is normal, its just not exciting. its rather
monotonous. so i'm thankful for the relief neil brought
when he lent me his book titled,
the pig that wants to
be eaten. it was stimulating throughout its 100
thought experiments but i hit ground zero when i
stopped. you see in books like this u get kindda
despondent when you ask yourself questions like,
how should i apply this? how do i relate to people
differently because of this? and a host of other
questions that wont come to mind immediately at
2.30am at night. you are thankful that you know
some of the questions have to be answered only when
you get to them and some with a i just dont know. which
only confirms 1 thing that hey i'm at another of my
boundaries, what i know and experience is finite up to
a certain point. which irks me because i know my
favourite option 3 is just out there. oh well. dont miss
out on that it is certainly an entertaining read.
so lemmie cover the recent trip to K.L. it was so-so.
remember my initial line of frustration? the camp was
relaxing, and i did enjoy the free time but sometimes
i really just didnt enjoy certain peoples company. i
didnt like certain 'singaporean' attitudes and behaviour.
and as usual i'm refering to adults. how much can you
blame a kid anyway? where did they pick up their habits?
and for goodness sake, do you really need to win at
all costs? its a friggin church camp! and wads the
meaning about expecting people to do more when you hardly
bother including them anyway? look i'm really fine
about doing more, but hey i didnt even know there was
more to do, especially when you implied i knew much
more. yeah i know i'm sore about that, but it really
stings to be portrayed as couldnt-care-less when i
would gladly have done what was needed if you requested
it of me. and dont tell me initiative, you never
considered me as part of your team 50% of the time
we were working together. damn i cant believe it, i
didnt leave too long ago and it seems like i'm
describing a generation gap.i would be laughing if
i wasnt involved in this situation.
so thats for that certain incident. i did however make
a new friend. his name is wilson and this is how he looks like.
well, i made friends with fukai and his cell
group that he leads too but i dont have pictures of
them. it was good fun playing frisbee with you guys.
you reminded me i was young, and badly behaved once.
haha. thanks for the enjoyable experience.
so the building you see at the background is the palace
of the golden horses, mines resort K.L. and it is
humongous. service was a let-down though. probably due
to the sheer numbers of the camp. 830 people. woah!
so there were no salt and pepper shakers at meals,
certain toiletries had to be requested from room
service personally among other things. but its redeeming
quality was that the service rendered by the staff
was warm and forthcoming. and it reminds me of 1
reason why i somewhat miss the army, breakfast!
i love hotel breakfasts. but go slow on anything
else that isnt local because they really do the
local stuff much better. we had the toughest beef roast
there. thankfully we had a fantastic nasi lemak
breakfast on the last day to salvage the experience.
here, some pictures of the hotel and conference room
courtesty of my phone. need pics from camwhores.
so off the campy stuff, i'm in half a fix. not a full fix
because i have a solution but half a fix because i can
probably have a better solution if i think hard about it.
daphne's birthday is in a week's time and i'm agonising
over what to get her. ugh! and i'm resisting the urge to
give chocolates. i would love to get her a book but
i'd be quite a moron if i get her something she loathes
reading. one mans beef is anothers catepillar, comprende?
and i'm not even sure if she drinks so i cant make use of
my alcohol stash! finally a picture.
its rapidly being depleted but not to worry i will have
enough to tide be through sad days in uni. haw haw.
then as usual i will give here a fino sherry to wish
her a sweet start. arrgh! if only someone would help
me with this. help help help.
hmmmmm debra's birthday is coming up too and thankfully
i dont need to get her anything hahahaha being cousins
for so long i'd probably get away with it. but she made
a simple request. 2 bottles from the collection. i'm
fine with that.
watching little brother on his performance was kindda
so-so for me (again) it brought back memories but i
really wished he had put in greater effort. sometimes
i worry for the little ass. he tries to have it all
like some older brother he knows but he really does
a lot of things wrong.the kind of effort he puts in.
he just wont listen when i tell him that one can
earnestly put in his greatest effort into something.
but doing the wrong thing with the best effort hardly
gives one the desired result. oh well. i am trying
though to layoff him as much as possible. after all
i shouldnt be his crutch or his main enemy. if he
aint listening, then i have the wisdom of letting go.
the result would just be like his preformance with all
his effort, out of time and step, plain ordinary.
oh then comes the job. which is fine in itself. what
beats the sense out of me is how puerile fusses can
be raised especially amongst the family members.
you guys do realise that not everything is a korean
drama serial! heck sometimes the best thing to do
is to adopt a see first attitude before u charge in
guns-a-blazin. yes i'm very sure each party has their
faults but look at your reactions. obviously i wouldnt
take sides. you may remove yourself from the equation
of the situation now but hey there may be times
later on in life where you have to stick to a terrible
situation can you ride it out then. though i kindda
feel bad for you, i have so many experiences with
bosses that i'm not so bothered. well madame boss,
you've fired 2 good workers, how many more?
hopefully i'll get some pictures of work. the food
is good. seriously. i think the uniforms do make me
look good and pretty girls often pop in. its
fantastic really if only i wasnt emotionally involved.
in case yo're thinking. no i dont find it demeaning.
and it certainly is less stressful then teaching.
also i hate dealing with parents. especially stupid,
unreasonable, obnoxious parents. my bane, i'm gone.
i just wish i get to go and learn more form the
kitchen. maybe nexttime i'll apply to be a dishwasher.
oooooh aunt leni is back. yippies!
