One of my favorite dialogues is in the movie Evolution featuring Julianne Moore and David Duchovny - actually I can recall a lot of lines from Evolution, and these lines are best delivered with a can of cold ginger ale in my hand, but they amuse me in a juvenile way totally unrelated to my loftier intentions of writing this entry...

Anyway, Moore plays a brilliant but clumsy scientist who's a bit down on herself because she's, well, geeky. She has a crush on a charming biologist she works with (Duchovny).

Almost at the end of the movie she gathers the courage to tell Duchovny of her crush.

Moore : I would've rocked your world.
Duchovny : You already have.

Always, at that point in the movie... I will wonder if I'm actually rocking someone's world myself, without ever realizing it.

P.S. Evolution also features one of my fave geeky t-shirt designs ever, which Moore wears in a pivotal scene. Can you guess what it is? ;)

Ok that was weird. Grampa just marched over to my desk & wished me happy belated birthday. What the-??

me : How did u know it was my birthday?
Grampa : Oh I just know. *twinkles his blue eyes*

Seriously, Les Yeux Beaux, you're as irrational as Pi. Not the dish made by economical moms all over the UK, but the Greek Pi that has a value of 22/7.

Case in point for nerdy engineers: yesterday's conversation with my boss who's always brainwashing me to settle down.

me : I have a LOT of fun ok, mostly because I DON'T have a boyfriend.
Denis : There are lots of fun things you can do with your boyfriend!
me : Like what? Sit at home waiting for him to call? What?
Denis : You know... FUN things... Geez Maej! Go home & ask your mom these things.

Well, my clever coworker Aimi told me this week that nerdy engineers understand only 1 and 0. We fail to detect subtle hints; we can't process mixed signals.

I swear, sometimes I feel like my office is actually a sitcom.

Yes. You read right.
This weekend I finished Belle de Jour's book The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl. And suddenly I have a craving to write again. Not that my life is rolling in sex escapades and such.

Should lust be a strong element in a relationship? I think so. Yes. Should not be the most important element, but I believe it should be present, even a tiny bit.

Lust might be the factor when old relationships lose their sparkle. When the two persons involved no longer fancy the pants off of each other - or worse, when one of the two no longer does his/her share of lusting and leaves the other one wondering why only she/he seems to be eager to be with the distant other. Ouch.

Lust and attraction. We all want to believe we still have it in us to stop at least one person, our significant other, dead in their tracks with our earthly charms. That's why after some time women wonder why their lovers never tell them they're beautiful or sexy anymore. Why their lovers don't even seem to notice when women cut off lengths of hair, when these women can recall a seemingly distant time when the lover appreciatively, adoringly takes in every aspect of her in any physical sense - even noticing when she had washed her hair before a date, or the subtle change a different shower foam brand leaves on her skin. 

But after a while the aspects of the woman fail to delight the man (for it is almost invariably the man's prerogative to stop lusting/needing his lover, as he pleases. Insensitive cad). And the woman wonders, what went wrong? What have I done? Have I grown old and wrinkly and repulsive? Have I made myself too available by giving him my devotion? Why is it that it still excites me when he takes my hand in his, after all this time, and yet he...?

It's not even a matter of sex. In many sexless relationships (of my and my friends' experience), we still want to glory in our attractiveness and knowing that the loves of our lives value our physical attributes. I know what they say about true intimacy, looking into each other's souls etc. But if our bodies are to be the vessels in which we carry out the motions of living and loving, then the vessels need taking care and appreciation too.

Just to be told, now in my late 20s, that he still finds me as alluring as he did years ago.

I’m not interested in discussing which race is superior and which race is not. The great men from many religions never bothered to. This is not about a racially-exclusive agenda a la Mein Kampf or some silly cry for Malay supremacy. This is not about erasing the linguistic diversity that Malaysia is blessed with. This is about achieving true integration by sharing a language and a culture, and by appreciating what we have on our motherland.

No doubt language is important in shaping the way babies’ brains work and providing a mold with which we view the world. For example, we find the concept of relativity counter-intuitive because our language is still Ptolemaic, i.e. we speak of the sun rising on the East when in fact it is us who are moving relative to the sun. We speak of things being stationary when in fact every body is subject to acceleration at different levels when considered in different reference frames.

These are just two examples from an area (physics) that does not invade our daily life. Imagine the influence language brings to how we digest information, how we view the world, how we relate to everyone and everything around us then. There are many articles and journals on how language shapes the brain and its workings, and the effects of language in social communication and human emotions.

The impact of language was further impressed upon me during my last overseas assignment. There was an Indo-Chinese girl working at the overseas facility where I was stationed. Upon learning that I am Malaysian, she excitedly went to me and proclaimed, “Eh, you Malaysian kah? Wah, I can talk Malay with you! I miss it (talking in her mother tongue), man.” Such is the power of language! When two strangers speak a common language, it diminishes ‘One of us, one of them’ sentiment.

Now, many Malaysians proclaim that they do not use BM because they are more comfortable talking in their mother tongue. How curious it is that Bahasa Melayu, as a national language, is still not the mother tongue of many Malaysians 51 years after Merdeka!

You will not hear this in Indonesia. You will also not hear this in America, that ultra-liberal nation that many of us in Malaysia suddenly wish to recreate here recently. Did you know that there was a movement that demanded Spanish signboards in America last year?

“Not going to happen,” said my wise, reasonable and definitely non-racist American friend. They do not want to encourage pockets of Spanish-speaking Americans to stay within their groups and not have the drive to learn (American) English. Even my Democrat boss found the idea preposterous, and he is an immigrant himself (albeit the proudest American citizen ever).

This is also not about enforcing a Malay identity onto non-Malays. I have my own identity, as does one of my dearest friends who happens to be a Malayalee girl, with whom I use Malay, English and Cantonese to communicate (she helps me brush up my miserable Cantonese, in return I translate French and Spanish songs for her). I would not want that Malayalee friend to dump her beautiful and interesting culture just to be exactly like me. That would make either of us redundant, and conversations boring. What I do want is for both of us to be able to relate to each other.

I also have no wish to discuss which race got here first. Our peoples were all kept under imperialist shackles once, and we all fought together to break them, and we are still looking for ways to work together 51 years down the road. That is the issue now. My grandfather migrated to what was then Malaya many years ago; that makes my siblings and I third-generation Malaysians. Does that mean I have no right to remind my fellow Malaysians that they are not helping towards building a better Malaysia? Nope.

The issue here is that many politicians still want to champion their own race to gather instant support. And these politicians are supported by many people who still want to cling to what they view as their cultural identity, when in fact they can still retain that cultural identity while they let themselves go and mix with the rest. I’m tired of listening to various sides complaining about how marginalized they are. All claims are legitimate, and yet all are to blame.

Can we not just move on from our past and make an effort to integrate? Will Malays give up their sekolah pondok and non-Malays their Sekolah Cina/Tamil? Shouldn’t we put all our children in Sekolah Kebangsaan and let them learn about the world side by side? Is that too much to ask for? Asking all Malaysians to use Bahasa Melayu as the main communication tool is not a bigoted, unreasonable request.

And as for asking all Malaysians to appreciate Malay culture, why are people jumping to conclusions that Malay culture must mean books/films produced by Malays? Ah ha! Who’s bigoted now?

The movie Puteri Gunung Ledang is a good example of what a group of Malaysians can achieve when they combine their creative juices transcending the racial barriers that our politicians have built. The brilliant Professor Emeritus Khoo Kay Kim wrote many illuminating articles in Malay. Lim Swee Tin won numerous awards for his contributions to Malay literature (how many have heard of him, by the by?).

These Malaysians work hard to present our country as they see it, influenced as they are by their non-Malay background, but in our national language. I’d say that’s Malay culture.

Nampaknya Obama sudah menang besar dalam pilihanraya Amerika. Ramailah yang memuji-muji pilihan rakyat Amerika, ramai juga yang memasang harapan dapat melihat "Amerika Baru" menjelang pelantikan rasmi Obama Januari depan. Dalam pada masa yang sama ramai juga rakyat Malaysia yang mengambil simbolik kemenangan Obama sebagai petanda baik: di abad ke 21 ini pemilihan pemimpin tidak sepatutnya berlandaskan bangsa.

Pak Lah sendiri keluarkan kenyataan "Tidak mustahil bagi sesiapapun dari kaum minoriti menjadi pemimpin mana-mana bangsa" (The Star, 6hb Nov 2008). Bagi kaum bukan Melayu di Malaysia yang mendengarnya, wah wah! Hebat 'kan kalau apa yang didambakan ahli politikus bukan Melayu juga jadi kenyataan? Bayangkan, Perdana Menteri Malaysia berbangsa Tionghua! (Secara teknikal, kaum Cina yang memegang peratus terbesar ekonomi Malaysia tak patut dikira sebagai minoriti, tapi kalau sahabat-sahabat kita ni tetap juga nak merendah diri atau merasa terpinggir, apa nak buat. Kita tak boleh halang perasaan orang.)

Kalau nak diikutkan tak salah juga berangan. Kita pun tau dari kalangan bukan Melayu, ramai yang bijak pandai, selayaknyalah kalau nak jadi PM tu. Walau bagaimanapun, suka saya nak ingatkan sahabat-sahabat bukan Melayu kita, bukan kepandaian saja yang jadi penyebab seseorang naik jadi pemimpin tertinggi. (Sebab kalau kita tengok rekod kelakuan pemimpin kita, pasti dapat buktikan yang kepandaian bukan faktor dapat masuk Parlimen :p). Pemimpin juga seharusnya berjiwa rakyat dan meresapi identiti kebangsaan negara tersebut.

Kalau sahabat-sahabat bukan Melayu mau ikut contoh Obama, apa kata kita ikut sepenuhnya? Cuda lihat keperibadian dan karakter Obama. Walaupun beliau bukan kulit putih, namun bila kita teliti beliau memang seorang rakyat Amerika seratus peratus. Walaupun keturunannya berasal dari Kenya, tapi beliau dan keluarganya tidak membawa Kenya ke Amerika. Sebaik berpindah ke Amerika, beliau menjalani kehidupan seperti majoriti rakyat Amerika yang lain. Beliau beragama Kristian, mendapat pendidikan kebangsaan (ikut piawai Amerika) dan berbahasa Inggeris di rumah (bukan bahasa Kenya!). Bila dekati peribadi beliau, kita akan dapati beliau juga meminati filem dan artis Hollywood yang menjadi tontonan rakyat Amerika (tidak nonton filem dari Kenya!) serta banyak membaca tulisan-tulisan bahasa Inggeris (bukan novel-novel import dari Afrika!). Beliau juga membaca akhbar tempatan (dalam bahasa tempatan, bukan bahasa Kenya!) dan bila berpidato tidak ada pelat Kenya di lidahnya. Malah penguasaan bahasa Inggerisnya lebih fasih dari kebanyakan rakyat Amerika multi-generasi.

Bak kata seorang penulis Malaysiakini, jika kita sediakan analogi untuk seorang Obama di Malaysia, Obama Malaysia adalah seorang rakyat yang ayahnya berbangsa Cina/India tetapi ibunya Melayu, mendapat pendidikan kebangsaan, berbahasa Melayu di rumah (petah pulak tu dan seharusnya berbangga dengan kepetahannya), beragama Islam, menghayati karya-karya Melayu dan membawa identiti yang sama seperti majoriti penduduk Malaysia. Di Amerika sudah ramai rakyat bukan kulit putih yang menjiwai idealisme yang sama dengan kumpulan majoriti (kulit putih).

Bagaimana di Malaysia, sudah wujudkah Obama Malaysia ni?

Sahabat-sahabat boleh cermin diri sendiri. Pada sahabat-sahabat bukan Melayu yang kepingin sangat mahukan kesamarataan dan peluang memegang tampuk negara, kamu boleh mulakan dengan berbahasa Melayu dengan fasih. Tanah Melayu bukan lagi jajahan Inggeris, dan Tanah Melayu tak pernah jadi Tanah Besar China!

~ingat-ingat sayang dari budak Melayu Malaysia~

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On Accepting a Non-Malay Prime Minister Of Malaysia

 Well, well… looks like Obama won the presidential election by a landslide victory. Many have expressed delight over America's now President-Elect, and many are hoping for the birth of "New America" come his stepping into the White House this January. At the same time, some in Malaysia see his victory as heralding a new era where a nation's leader should not be chosen based on race or skin color.

 Even our PM is quoted as saying "It is possible for anyone from a minority group to be a nation's leader" (The Star, Nov 6 2008). Happy news for non-Malays in Malaysia! Imagine, a Chinese Prime Minister! (Well technically the Chinese, who own a large slice of our economy, does not deserve the term 'minority', but if our dear friends insist on feeling insecure and marginalized, we can't tell them not to. People are entitled to feel what they feel, innit?)

 Back to our story. What's wrong with entertaining a conjecture? We are more than positive that there are many non-Malay intellectuals out there, and certainly we have been made aware of their capability to govern a country. However, our dear friends might want to remember that intellect alone does not guarantee political supremacy. (If we venture to browse through our politicians' records I'm sure many will concede that intelligence is not a prerequisite to become an MP :p). A nation's leader must also embody the national identity.

 If I may highlight the examples of Obama to our friends. Look at his life, his personality, and character. Though he is black, he is by no means "un-white". In fact when we come right down to it, he is an American through and through. Even though he celebrates his Kenyan ancestry, among others, he and his family did not bring Kenya to America. Upon coming to America, he leads a life that many Americans lead. He is Christian, went to a national school (well, according to American standard that is) and speaks American English at home (not his ancestors' dialect!). If you care to find out about his likes and dislikes, you will read somewhere that he likes certain Hollywood movies and American actors (he doesn't watch African movies exclusively!), and reads a lot of English titles (not imported books in Afrikaans, for example!). He also reads local newspapers in the national language (which is American English, not some African dialect!) and when he speaks you hear no trace of an African accent. In fact, his eloquence and mastery of the (American) English language are exemplary.

 To quote an article in Malaysiakini, if we were to characterize a Malaysian Obama, he would be the son of a Chinese/Indian father and a Malay lady, and he would have attended a national school, and would speak Malay at home (and very much at ease with the language too! And proud of the fact, of course), practices Islam, appreciates or at least respects the Malay culture in every sense and does not differentiate himself from the Malaysian majority, plus minus a point or two. In America many non-whites have assimilated themselves and became Americans in spirit and in practice. They embraced the American ideals, of coming to the land of opportunity thus becoming one of the... err, opportunists? I digress.

Anyway, about Malaysia; do we have a Malaysian Obama?

 I trust my dear non-Malay friends are more than capable of evaluating themselves. To our non-Malay friends who are losing sleep over the suspicion that they will never be embraced as true Malaysians and subsequently never be able to run for PM-ship, I suggest you start with accepting Malaysia with your heart and soul. You can start with speaking our national language more often and with pride. There's a bloody sound reason why Tanah Melayu is named as such!

~from a Malay Malaysian girl with love~

OBAMA: Hello, Chicago.

If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled. Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.

We are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who've been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America.

A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Senator McCain.

Senator McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he's fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.

I congratulate him; I congratulate Governor Palin for all that they've achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton ... and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years ... the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation's next first lady ... Michelle Obama.

Sasha and Malia ... I love you both more than you can imagine.

And you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us ...to the new White House.

And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother's watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you've given me. I am grateful to them.

And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe ... the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best — the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.

To my chief strategist David Axelrod ... who's been a partner with me every step of the way.

To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics ... you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause.

It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy ... who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.

It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organized and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.

This is your victory.

And I know you didn't do this just to win an election. And I know you didn't do it for me.

You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.

Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.

There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage or pay their doctors' bills or save enough for their child's college education.

There's new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.

I promise you, we as a people will get there.

AUDIENCE: Yes we can! Yes we can! Yes we can!

OBAMA: There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can't solve every problem.

But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it's been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.

This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.

It can't happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.

Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.

In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let's resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.

Let's remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.

Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.

As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.

And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.

To those — to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you.

And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.

That's the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we've already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight's about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons — because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

AUDIENCE: Yes we can.

OBAMA: When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

AUDIENCE: Yes we can.

OBAMA: She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that We Shall Overcome. Yes we can.

AUDIENCE: Yes we can.

OBAMA: A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.

Yes we can.

AUDIENCE: Yes we can.

OBAMA: America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves — if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.

This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and

those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.

Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.

Note: Credit goes to Obama (and his aides?) for the speech!

Salam semua...

saya just nak celoteh sikit pasal sikap sesetengah peniaga kat Malaysia yg tak faham hak pengguna.

Sebenarnya tadi saya frust dgn sikap sorang akak yg jual barang kemas kat Ampang Park. Isunya simple je, pasal subang plastik yg berharga RM10/3psg. Saya lalu di satu gerai & nampak sepasang subang. Cantik la pada sy.. harga sepasang rm4 so adik yg jaga gerai tu pujuk ckp beli laa 3 psg sbb rm10 je. So walaupun sy tak berkenan sgt subang yg lain tapi sy pilih laa 2 psg lagi mana yg saya rasa ok.

Lepas sy byr sy terus nak pakai subang tu tp kakinya patah pulak. Sy pun terus patah balik & mintak adik tu cari subang yg sama jugak tp takde. Sy x berkenan yg lain jadi sy tanya boleh tak kalau sy pulangkan balik subang tu. Dia tak bagi.. dia mintak sy cari jugak subang sepsg. Lepas tu bos dia dtg, sy mintak dgn akak (tuan gerai) tu kalau dia boleh pulang balik duit sy. Sbb subang yg sy suka patah, lagi dua psg tu sy x suka sgt pun. Akak tu mati2 x bagi juga.. Lama sy duk situ belek2 subang & akak tu tanya byk kali ada yg berkenan x, sy ckp xde.

Dia kata dia pulang rm2 je la, sy simpang lg 2 psg tu (sy x nak). Sy tanya naper tak boleh pulang duit sy rm10 sbb barang dia yg rosak? Sy tak rosakkan pun. Pastu dia mcm marah & ckp dgn staf dia, 'Pulangla duit budak ni. bagi dia rm10!" Dia kata org lain pakai subang xde pun patah, sy sorg je yg wat patah subang. Masa sy nak blah dia ckp saya ni rm2 pun berkira.

Sy patah balik & ckp elok2.. "Sy minta maaf la bulan2 puasa ni. sy x suka laa akak ckp mcm tu sbb sy customer. Kalau sy byr sy nak barang yg terbaik. Sy mintak elok2 tadi pulangkan duit sy jgn la ckp sy berkira" Seterusnya akak tu pun terus emo & dia pun membebel ckp sy sorg je customer yg rosakkan brg, sy menyusahkan dia, mentang2 laa gerai dia kecik sy nak buat dia mcm tu.. Aik? Sy ckp pulak sy pun sama meniaga. Gerai sy sama je saiznya dgn gerai akak tu.. Sy pun jual selipar & tshirt rm10. Tp kalau customer komplen kualiti brg, sy pulang je duit depa. No questions asked. Brg sy simpan utk tgk apa defect dia.

Peh tu dia halau sy... dia kata jgn buat kacau kat situ dia nak meniaga. Sy pun boring ler, idak ler sy tinggikan suara sbb akak tu lagi tua. Sy pun blah sambil terfikir... Ramai peniaga mcm ni kat Malaysia. Tak kira la peniaga bangsa apa, susah betul nak hormati hak pengguna.

Kpd kawan2 yg sama meniaga... sy cuma nak igtkan. Kita meniaga bukan semata2 nak kaut duit je. Kita bagi khidmat pd msykt. Duit yg org byr kat kita tu penat lelah depa keje.. Depa nak yg terbaik dari kita. Kalau dah brg kita ada defect, terima je laa. Mmg dlm setiap lot produk, akan ada yg defect. Kalau kita lyn customer elok2 & depa tgk kita boleh tolak ansur.. tah2 dia dtg lagi bwk kwn2 @ sedara mara. Kalau kita x bagi balik duit dia sedangkan mmg brg kita yg rosak.. dia x halalkan cmana? Satu kita aniaya customer, satu lagi kita bagi diri & keluarga hasil jualan yg tak berkat. i would rather err on the side of caution & pulang saja wang pembeli.

jgn la sbb undang2 malaysia tak memihak sgt pada pengguna, golongan peniaga nak nafikan hak mereka... sekian..