Where Art Thou Thy Romeo?

Was listening to my favourite radio channel while driving to work today which was playing the usual genre of songs, a bit of chit chat between the deejays and what nots….what really caught my attention was the debate topic that was put up for listeners to call in with their views….it was titled “Affairs, should we or should we not let it happen”.

Within minutes, the station was bombarded with calls from listeners offering their views and advise on the said topic. As usual, there were comments that made sense, some nonsensical, some silly and some down right stooooopid which resulted in me turning off the radio after the first wave of comments.

Funny that this subject has been brought up because it reflects of a similar “happening” at my place of work ( site ).

The subject matters ( not me mind you ) are:

A person with a reputable back ground ( son of a somebody ), married and holding a respected and important position in this particular project

INVOLVED WITH

A well known “gatal”, still single former Miss From-God-Knows-Where-Hell-Hole, “itchy”ban bitch who is dragging his name in the mud type…kekekeke.

I must admit that it is very pitiful to see someone who has a lot going for him throwing everything into the toilet just because of some bitch, who has slept with more people than all our toes and fingers put together.

Sad to say that the “loving” couple has been a great source of jokes at my site for quite sometime now. Many a times my colleagues have stumbled across them doing “something” when barging into their office uninvited or after office hours….guess that’s the price one has to pay for entering without knocking first huh?

I admit that feelings will develop if one is constantly in contact with another frequently but this should be where our self control kick in right?

Personally I am against having affairs or one-night-stands or whatchamacalit thingy because the consequences are just not worth it. My advise to those sex craved/hungry buggers is not to get married if they don’t know how to keep their dicks in the pants OR to frequent a prostitute and get a case of clap and let their dicks drop off….

Anyway, it is easy for me to say all this because I have ALWAYS avoided getting myself into uncompromising situations….thus far….ending with the hope that I will ALWAYS avoid such situations…kekekekeke.

Whats your stand on "Affairs"?


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Pluck Yew, Pluck Me

I received this bit of interesting “fact” via email recently and felt compelled to post it with the hope that my intelligent group of readers will feel as edified as I have..muahahaha

Before the Battle of Agincourt in 1915, the French, anticipating victory over the English, proposed to cut off the middle finger of all captured English soldiers.

Without the middle finger it would be impossible to draw the renowned English Longbow and therefore would be incapable of fighting in the future.

This famous English Longbow was made from the native English Yew tree and the act of drawing the Longbow was known as “plucking the yew” or “pluck yew”.

Much to the bewilderment of the French, the English won and began mocking the French by waving their middle fingers and saying “See, we can still pluck yew”

Since “pluck yew” is rather difficult to pronounce, the difficult cluster at the beginning has been changed to an easier “F” and thus began the words which are often used in conjunction with the famous one fingered salute!!!

It is also of the pheasant feathers quilt that were used with the arrow that give it the term of “giving the bird”.

I don’t know how true the above is BUT at least it is worth a laugh.

And yew thought yew freaking knew every plucking thing…HAHAHAHAHAHA

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2nd Wifey VS. 3rd Wifey

Took Wifey on my 3rd wifey to work last Friday for a comparison when one uses bike instead of a car. Below are my findings thus far:

Details are based on daily commune journey of about 130 km ( Damansara Damai to Shah Alam to Putrajaya then back to Shah Alam and finally Damansara Damai )

- Took me 15 minutes to reach wifey’s office in Shah Alam on a bike as opposed to 35 minutes by car
- Petrol for bike about RM6 per day as opposed to RM16 for car
- Zero toll for bike as opposed to approx RM13 when using a car
- Was quite hot on a bike during traffic light change and heavy traffic as opposed to the cooling conditions when one is in a car
- Reached home in 30 minutes flat on the bike as opposed to 1 hour 20 minutes using my car ( Putrajaya – Shah Alam – Damansara Damai )

Forecasted monthly cost when using a bike:
26 days x RM6 per day = RM 156.00
Monthly maintenance for bike( its actually every 5000 km but just put it in for argument sake) = RM 150.00
Total cost incurred = RM 306.00 per month

VS.

Forecasted monthly cost when using a car:
26 days x RM16 per day = RM 416.00
26 days x RM 13 per day for toll = RM 338.00
Monthly maintenance for car ( average figure for 10,000 km divide 2 ) = RM 120.00
Total cost incurred = RM 874.00 per month

Difference ( Car – Bike ) = RM 568.00 per month which translates to savings of RM 6,816.00 per year which is enough to pay for my car’s road tax + insurance and I can still take my family for a nice holiday with the leftover amount.

I must admit that the dangers might be tripled when using a two wheeler as compared to when one is driving a four wheeled vehicle but I sincerely feel that the TIME saved ( not money ) by far out weight the cons of straddling a bike. It has made choosing between a car and bike all the simpler for me because I really cherish the extra time that is readily made available for me to spend time with my family when a bike is used.

Anyhow, its 2 every1 his/her OWN….Ooooh! I forgot to mention that one can get wet to the undies whenever it pours ( lucky that I don’t wear any )….kekekekeke.

I will however still insist to Wifey that she drives to work in comfort instead of following me on the bike. It’s some sort of insurance thingy that I always factor in my everyday life. Better to separate the eggs than to carry all in one basket….that way, one will not loose all the eggs if the basket happens to terbalik….get my drift?


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Lives And Times

Recently read an unhappy post regarding a suicide by someone close to my cousin...again please accept my sincerest condolences and May The God Lord Look After His Blessed Soul.

This post is not to elaborate about the person who committed suicide but to address the statement that was made in the said post, which is:

"Men are more prone to suffering from depression" or something along that line.

I for one, do not agree that men are more prone to depression because:

1) I know a lot of women who suffer from depression
2) I know a lot of men who suffer from depression

I know that it is not fair to rebutt statements without any hard evidence but I am still of the stand that the sufferers are equal in men as in women….so there.

For me, a good avenue of releasing one’s pent up anger or frustration is a must to avoid any onset of depression….that’s why I sometimes "F" like mad in my blog. People who don’t know me or do not understand me will most probably think that I am always losing my cool or blowing my top for no reason whatsoever but I can assure you that its not for "no reason" at all, on the contrary, its for my good. Aptly put, it’s a way for me to maintain my calm and focus on everyday life. Let’s face it, most of the problems faced by humans nowadays are 80% work or business related ( I might be wrong but I seriously doubt it ).

I also understand that not many can relate to writing as an avenue to voice out one’s discontent AND not many people I know are in favour of blogging…hey they might be right in their own way huh…..2 every1 his/her OWN.

Talk to someone dear…call friends anonymous…go drinking with friends…go for a massage…frequent a prostitute if you must BUT FIND AN AVENUE TO LET LOOSE or you might end up going bonkers or worse.

Please do not get me wrong, I am not encouraging nor implying that it is right to frequent prostitutes or go on a drinking binge to escape from ones problems…..but if you must then you must…here again its 2 every1 his/her OWN.

Me, I talk to wifey cause:
1) she is my wife
2) she is my best friend
3) she understands me like no one else does
4) we have ESP ( not scientifically proven )
5) I love her and I cannot bear to see her or my kids living without me

By saying that, I would also like to add that for now I do not have any bloody plans to commit suicide even if I am broke, treated like a dog and down on my knees begging for food.

Anyway, if I die,

I will die with the knowledge that I have done my best for my family, my best being a husband and a parent.

My best, as a son to my Parents.

To my Brothers, my best as a brother.

To my friends, I hope that they believe that I have done my best being a friend and a brother.


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To Be or Not To Be?

Let me start by saying that this post is just about my ramblings about a certain work situation that really got on my nerves today. I expect no comments but at the same time forwarded with my advance thanks to those who took their precious time to read this load of rubbish.

I always make it a point to greet all my colleagues with laughter and banter irrespective of what their positions are. Happily walked into the office after more than a month of no show........finished my so called formalities, collected what I was there for and was preparing to leave when I was caught for an informal discussion.

It was during this time that my nerves got frayed by some nonsensical questions and comments made by another colleague.

TNM…what answers can one give to questions as illustrated below:

A: Why does the company pay him so much?

Me: I seriously don’t know ( how the hell was I to know why the company pay so and so how much and why…mahai! Its like asking me why is the Moon round and not square OR why does he shit thru his arse and not his mouth….KNN!! )

A: Why do we pay him for car rental and still have to pay his salary?

ME: I was just instructed to pay so and so the particular amount. Don’t know what are the exact details….sorry ( FAHAI!!!! How the fuck should I know? I am only the stupid fucking messenger that brings money to pay the poor bastard la. Do you think its bloody funny to carry 20-30kUSD on you and travel half way around the freaking world only to end up in some god forsaken land where there is a civil war that has been going on for 25 fucking years?...TIU!! )

A: I think we are going to stop

ME: Ok. I will instruct our contract worker not to go back there again. ( better be sure and make up your mind. The decision is from you or the management? )

A: Wait, wait, wait..I will confirm with the bosses first.

ME: Ummmm…ok. Let me know when the decision is made ( Tiunyaseng!!! WTF!!! )

Censored most of it because consist mostly of bullshit.

I cannot explain how pissed off me and another colleague felt…..KNN, we said that it was not recommended to sell off the car because we might continue the project but they were insisting that we sell the damn thing. Now they are making hell of a noise because we are paying a certain amount every month for rental of a "thingy"…….makafahai!!!!!

We were initially promised an incentive if we finish the project but I can safely say that we will get nothing but lorry loads of crap now.

TNM, why can’t people just admit they made a mistake instead of trying to "tai chi"? The person in question is using the high cost incurred instead of admitting he made a wrong move by instructing us to sell the fucking thing. Tiunyaseng, no one can be a blue eyed boy forever la……"sepandai pandai tupai melompat, akhirnya jatuh ke tanah juga"…how much space is there under the fucking carpet for one to sweep rubbish?

Moral of the story is: ALWAYS KEEP A COOL HEAD WHEN DOING THINGS TO LESSEN THE CHANCES OF FUCKING UP.

Just grow up la….but first please understand that growing up and growing older are two different things…understand that first before trying to play God.

"We don’t stop playing just because we grow old, We grow old because we stopped playing"

For the record, I seldom get pissed off with this guy ( come to think off it I never got pissed with him ) but I nearly blew my fuse today...FUCK!!

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