Questa è Enida

I have to keep reminding myself that we ARE going to Malaysia. We are. It’s just that things are so lah anti-climactical. I’ll be damned if my pucuk hasn’t died its fifth death yet. Mana dengan Be’s handshake nye has been a ping-pong-pang game between KL-The Hague-Muscat and now tersangkut kat HR, my classes running like they are never coming to an end, garage sale’s plan is still looking very much like a plan, Kitreena lah pulak is going to school next week. Huh, you tell me if we sound like we are leaving.

On another note, I have been going to DHL Watayyah almost everyday now untuk urusan passport and visa, I might as well just work there or invest in the company. Kitreena’s old passport would’ve only had 5 months from her point of entry ke Malaysia this June. So, no visa would be granted. So kena lah renew kat Canadian embassy in Riyadh. Yours truly pulak, sekarang ni nak masuk Canada kena bervisa-visa. So kenalah mohon. And so my passport is now at DHL Abu Dhabi pending delivery tomorrow morning. Ahhh so! Speaking of DHL, I have a story to leter about.

Mehnak citer sket about my property agent in KL who didn’t know the difference between courier and registered mail. First of all, I appointed them to secure tenants for my property in USJ – which they did, and I have thanked and paid them for. I also asked them to take care of some maintenance work, which they ketuk me sampai RM 1570 just to ketuk some pipes and recharge the freons for the AC. I have also paid them through my nose for.

Secondly, I asked them to courier je lah segala makneneks Tenancy Agreement and the maintenance receipts to me. The reason being, me likes to sign the agreement meself, no need no reps no nothin’ to sign ‘em for I, aye? And the receipts sebab nak tengok kesohehan keje ketuk-mengetuk nyer. The whole deal, I suspect, sounded like kawan-atas-kawan kinda mark-up conspiracy. That’s me theory. Anyway, for the courier service pulak, I was more than willin’ to pick up the charges.

Tetapi apa yang telah terjadi tuan-tuan dan puan-puan hadirin, si baghal dari gua antu tak reti bahasa sudah went ahead and sent the docs via registered mail. On top of it all, he actually lied to me lil sis saying that he had couriered them a week earlier (a week prior to March 22, that was). Alih-alih when si baghal’s boss took over, the boss sent me a contradictory information saying that the registered mail had been sent on March 22 – the very day me lil sis called si baghal asking him to hold off shipment if he hadn’t done so. (He hadn’t done so.)

Well if I were you, I would nganga too in disbelief!

My main question was, which part of the word courier that this guy didn’t understand? For property’s sake, I was furious because the registered mail is NEVER going to reach me. Foregone conclusion. Done deal. Sebab kat Oman ni tak ada door-to-door service. I mean, no real “mail” service like Malaysia. No postman-postman mah! That was why I asked them to courier the godforsaken documents. And I gave them my house address because only courier shippers deliver to my door. For mail, I would have given my P.O. Box address. Baghal!

Ni lah dia tak reti bahasa nak dengor arahan. Ibarat jawab exam tak baca soalan. Padan ler ngkau baghal. Dah lah baghal, lagi nak menipu. Sudahnya menjerut his own tengkuk. And guess what? If that wasn’t bad enough, I just gave them the worse news. He can go ahead and telan the registered mail receipts. I am not going to campak even one single sen no more. I said I would bear courier charges, not registered snail mail. Na’ah. Khalass, basta, kaput, sekian dimaklumkan. Terima kasih.

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