Why I’ll never want to work in this city
This morning, I experienced a refresher course reminding me why I’ll never want to work in this city of Kuala Lumpur. Let me relate it to you…
1) Queueing (or rather, the lack of it) at public transportation
So it seems, that there are stickers on the floor at the Putra LRT platform in KL Sentral (and definitely elsewhere too). So early in the morning, next train is just 3-5 minutes away. So I happily stand at the footprint markings to queue up. Train approaches, and then people started cutting queues, standing at the yellow box, in which to allow people to alight from the train… geez… from the 2nd in the queue, I became last, and I gave up on that train since it was so packed. The next train promptly arrived minutes later. Just before the train stops, some of those useless people who were sitting casually at the benches behind the queue, stood up, and cut the queues… blardy hell, I was fuming when I was this bitch in orange dress walk up nonchalantly without a care for the queue and went into the train first. All these never happen when I was commuting in Tokyo (speaking of which, I miss that place already… ). Indeed, we have first world facilities, but third world mentality. No wonder Moral Education syllabus has to be extended from Primary to Secondary Schools, and now to tertiary education as well… not like it helps anyway…
2) There is no good coffee served at early hours in the morning (and by that I mean 8am, not 4am!)
So what if we see Coffee Bean, Dome and Starfcuks everywhere we look in the city when one can’t even get a decent cup of vanilla latte at 8am on a Monday morning?! I really cannot believe it, is it really true that nobody drinks good coffee in the morning to jumpstart the workday?! But only drink coffee at these outlets during pose sessions with friends?! Gosh, this is crazy, we can brag how many outlets of Coffee Bean and Starfcuks we have in Kuala Lumpur, but none of them open until at least 9-10am! What’s the point?!
BTW, ice blended coffee drinks are for wimps 
There you have it, 2 lessons I learned today…
December 6th, 2004 at 11:17 am
For the 1st lesson,erm…WELCOME TO MALAYSIA! haha..
But for the 2nd lesson..er..sorry…but I really don’t take coffee, allegic to it,hehe 
December 6th, 2004 at 5:20 pm
haha.. yeah true.. i know what u mean… hey come on… i even saw something happen at the KL General Hospital…
nurses were pushing in a patient into the elevator… who is on a bed… and all this jack a** wanna rush into the elevator also… couldn’t they just wait for the next lift… worse part is… even the patients own family members couldnt go in coz of some jack who cannot wait for the next lift which arrived less than 30sec’s later… typical malaysians… brainless… haha.. unlike us… hahaha..
December 6th, 2004 at 5:47 pm
eemm….welcome to the working life in KL!!!There is nothing as ‘Q’ at the platform, whoever managed to squeeze thru, then tht person will be in!Lesson of the day….don’t stand too near the platform, save some enrgy & try to push in once the train door opened,hahaha. Knowing that we r so civilised….but then we have to ‘join’ the crowd if we can beat them:0)
Well…how many people can afford to have a cuppa early in the morning?Kopitiam charged only RM1.20,that is also not cheap for most of us!Those that can afford…still in bed at 8am.By the time they got in to the office, starbucks and coffee bean already in biz.That is wht is we are experiencing in this ‘partially’ so-called country.Malaysia Tak boleh!!
December 6th, 2004 at 7:22 pm
high-profile, Malaysia bukannya tak boleh, tapi Malaysia mana boleh?
December 7th, 2004 at 6:52 pm
The only good coffee is the kopi kau made by the old masters in dirty singlets and boxer-like pants in the coffee shops with grimy mosaic floor tiles.
Strong enough to knock your socks off.
December 15th, 2004 at 2:32 pm
I know exactly what you mean, I get the same feeling each time I visit KL for summer holidays.
December 17th, 2004 at 8:20 pm
make your own coffee la
December 12th, 2005 at 10:53 am
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