So my girl friends (MP, J, H and SL) and I decided to meet up for dinner at Monte's @ Bangsar Shopping Centre during the Thaipusam holiday yesterday. It felt good to be away for awhile and just be with the girls for a change....
Anyways, that aside, the food was great! The service? Well...let's just say that the people who work at the restaurant are pretty rigid....e.g. The dinner set came with tea/coffee...but I am not a tea/coffee drinker....
Waitress : Do you want tea or coffee?
Me : Neither. Can I have Hot lemon instead? (Water with lemon)
Waitress : No. Tea or coffee only. If you want lemon, we'd have to charge you for it.
Me : Huh? (WTF!) Forget it. I don't drink tea or coffee
Waitress : (looked at my other girl friend) Do you want tea or coffee?
The waitress didn't even bother to compromise. pffftt! This is what you call service....
Annnyyyyway.....ok back to the topic. So when J arrived at the restaurant, she sat down and informed us as-a-matter-of-factly that she had a flat tyre and that we should all help her change it after dinner - of which we all agreed. So we yakked and ate and yakked and yakked...
So..after dinner, we headed to the car park to J's car. Might I add - we were capable of changing a flat tyre. We just wanted to see whether any kind gentleman/gentlemen will stop and offer his help to 5 ladies (not in distress by the way).....
So we all helped. Chucked our handbags into J's car, rolled up our sleeves (figure of speech) and helped out.
- took out the spare tyre
- took out the tools
- took out the jack
- unscrew the nuts holding the tyres to the car (ok so I'm not familiar with actual terminologies to use). This took a while cause the nuts were screwed on tight so seeing that I was the heaviest of the lot, I put my entire weight on the what-ever-you-call-it bar to unscrew all 4 nuts
- jacked the car up
- changed the flat tyre
- replace the tyre with the spare tyre
- screwed on the nuts
- lowered the car
- tightened the nuts
We changed the tyre in 15 - 20 mins, tops.
All this while, NOONE came to help us. ZILCH! Security guards came and passed....
When we were packing up a chinese security guard came up to us and said in cantonese...
Guard : Oh...if you girls are driving, you should know how to change tyre. If you dunno, you must learn.
J : Yea...yea....and you just stand there and watch .....
So how many gentlemen at Bangsar even bothered to stop to offer their help? Sadly? None. *sigh*....
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4 comments:
That is sooo sad. At least over here (I can vauch for it) men do come by and help. My gal fren and I got a flat tyre once along the highway and a cop pulled over to help and made sure we've safely driven off.
sadly, gentlemen don't do tyres. those ah beng pulak, if they get too near, girls might scream 'help help, rapist'.
we're now living in a 'mind your own business' society. sad huh.
that's MALAYSIAN la.. memang like dat wan. They like to stand and stare at us woman doing things.. (and think of funny things at the same time). Last time in my company the guys wouldn't change the water dispenser thinggy , they like to wait for woman to change it.
sad man ..... terrible people out there!!! puuii!!
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