"GET OUT OF HERE"

"Merendah diri dengan orang (Humble), tahan aje kalau orang buat atau cakap apa-apa yang menyakitkan hati (Patient), cakap dengan orang mesti elok-elok (Polite), ikut aje ape org suka walau pun kita tak suka (Accomodate). Kita ni orang miskin. Jangan kata harta, nak makan pun susah. Orang tengok tak de mata. Jangan bagi orang benci. Orang kalau benci, orang racunkan nanti. Mak bapak walau macam mana benci pun tetap mak bapak"

I always hear this when I was young. The famous nagging line when my dear beloved mother upset with me or with my other three siblings, Rasid, Ogy and Non. She will even canned us. I lost count how many time I got cane from her. Some time, during the "in-house canning" I will run out to my neighbour house for help.

Believe it or not, it works. So, we grew up trying to cultivate and practise all the "must have value" stated in the first paragraph.


In fact, I often caught my mother weeping silently when she get bullied with sarcastic / insulting remarks uttered by people who is much more fortunate than us. They are not rich (but not poor lah). That's why they have the upper hand. They have the advantage.

Even at that tender age, I can understand and know how it feels when people direct such a remark to my mother. Sometime to me also. She never tells my father. She chose to keep it herself but believe me, he knows. My father is a quiet type of person but observance and smart! Look at me! I am the product of my father.


But, today I totally forgotten about being polite, patient, humble and accomodating.


I tell you what happened today.


My friend own a unit of quite a luxury apartment in the city. He requested my assistance to look for a tenant of which I appointed an agent to source for any potential clients. For the last few months, she has brought few expatriates (mostly from India or Indian with USA Passport) to view the place but so far nothing materialised. The place is still unoccupied.


Few days ago she rang me up as she has another potential (expat from India working for MISC). We fixed the appointment at 1.00 p.m. today.


To cut story short, during the viewing, the couple started to drive me up the wall. I am fasting. Hungry and thirsty. He and his wife start touring the 3000 square feet unit. Then we started our conversation. It went like this :

He:Are you going to repaint the house and repair the damaged?
Me:The place has not been occupied by anyone since the day we took possesion of the vacant unit. No one live here before. Not even the owner. The unit went through an extensive renovation. The paint is near perfect. No repaint job needed. Also, I don't see any damage, so what is there to repair?
He:Are you going to clean and polish the marble floor?
Me:Clean yes, polish no. The floor is only dusty.Cleaning is good enough.
He:Who live here before?
Me:The place has yet to be occupied by anyone since day one.Always empty.No one live here before.
He:Some of the furniture and wooden fixture need to be re-varnished.
Me:Re-varnished?
He:(Pointing at the wardrobe and in-built wooden shelves).
Me:May I repeat that this place has been empty and nobody ever stayed here before.The wardrobes, beds, wooden shelves has not been used by anyone at all. In fact you may see the all the matress are still in the plastic. All furnitures are new but only dusty (I used my hand to wipe the dust to prove to him the real condition of the wardrobe and the mattress).
He:No, it need to be polished and re-varnished.
Me:I am sorry, I don't share the same with you.
He:I really think and feel somebody has stayed here before. The place look liked there are people live here before.
Me:(Boiling already but still try to be cool)I guarantee you this place has been empty since day one.
He:No. To me it doesn't look new. People stay here before.
Me:(I had enough. My two unseen horns grow)If I am not mistaken, I didn't lock the door. I believe you can find your way out. I want you to leave the house now. This appointment is over.Good bye!. I look at the Agent and said this : You better bring them out now!

Three of them walked out. I was left alone. B@*&^$* F$#*&$@ I@#^*!

The question is : Am I arrogant? Am I rude? Am I impatient? In short am I too much? Where are the values my mother thought me before?

But I got the answer, hell they deserved it. I should have kick their black asses too!