Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Talk about arrogance

I was at 1U today.

As usual, finding parking was tough, though it wasn't any weekend. Driving around looking for a carpark bay, I suddenly found myself behind a Toyota Harrier, stagnant for a few mins. Apparently, she was waiting for a car who was either trying to get out or get in, not sure which one. That car's driver was rather hopeless, sigh, I won't go into details.

Anyway, the arrogance came from this woman behind the Harrier's wheels. She could be just "snatching" the person who came first for the bay, seeing the other person not skillful enough to manuevre the car in the constraint space.

In a moment, she was out of her car, scorning at me for being impatient, so I gracefully reversed back my car and let her take her time to "put" her car in that bay.

She was trying so very hard to park her car in, and very obviously, she was getting impatient herself. Suddenly, I saw her reversing her car and it didn't seem like stopping. Before I could reverse my car somemore to accommodate her, there was this loud "BOOM".

Bugger! I was really speechless. Such a nice car, don't tell me there's no reverse alarm. And she didn't seem very apologetic and wtf, was she trying to ask me to say sorry instead ah? She said "nothing wrong with your car la". I said "YOU bumped into my car, that's wrong". She was adamant and said "I said sorry la"... Sigh.. such arrogance.

I didn't even want to continue to argue with her. Waste my breath, spoil my day only. I just wondered do these rich people need to behaved so uneducated, so utterly rude?

"you drive toyota harrier means you own the road meh?". Really pissed today. But I do feel sorry for her a bit. I think she must have tried to look for a carpark bay for hours and she was running late for her appointment. Then again, no need to take it out on others la, if the whole world has less of this kind, it would be such a better place to live in.

Later in the night, I got to hear another pissing story. Well, not going to "wash dirty linens in public", but feeling rather "tulan" geram-nya...What a blardy pissed off day!

Well, tomorrow would be a better one, I'm sure.

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