Saman - Berkhidmat Untuk Negara

And so, today was just another day. It was raining even when I woke up, at 11am. Yeah, early. This rarely happens I assure you. However today ........
The time has come, my fellow friends.

It was time to rise, put on a pagoda tshirt and set off in my grandpas car to a distant land. But wait, before that, I must not forget to pick up my wingman aka Grandpa, the owner of the vehicle or should i say moving chunk of metal i am in. Yes, we sent off the young one, aka lil sis to a place where we know she would be safe, for we could not risk worrying for her safety while we go off to this distant land to fight this war for the good of mankind, a war of righteousness, a war for liberty at all costs.

There was a jam. Gosh,time was ticking away. Soon, the porthole would be closed and the more time we waste, the weaker our souls would get. It-who shall not be named, for now, is killing us. It's burning a whole in MY POCKET! A big HOLE! Ok ok CUT! Enuf of crap! Wait not all are crap.

Yes Yes, the car I drove, my grandpas car kena saman. 2 freaking samans for obstruction of traffic on 1st and 2nd april
same offence, same lot, same road, same asshole.

I didnt know abt it till a few days back and on the saman it said, this saman has to be watever watever paid in 7 days or smg if i m not wrong. Now, it was already like one 3 weeks past d. So I had to do it todayloh
I went to see the management of the apartment my grandpa was staying in and asked if any of the other residents kena too coz I was curious, all this while, everyone seemed to park there. The guy said a lot of ppl also kena, RM300 a ticket he said. So I was like : WAT!!! tat means RM 600! Can buy Hphone d leh!!!!! Somemore,There are simply NO LINES at all along the whole stretch where we kena saman. Not even any sign to say No parking at ALL. I went to check today, took a few photos prepared to be shown to whoevers in charge of the appeal process.

And so we went to Pttani Road Police HQ. We went from this office to another office to another counter and finally we arrived at counter 1. Counter 1 was surely where we were supposed to go for we could see all the gloomy faces there. A long queue mind you. In front, there was a couple. The husband beat the redlights. She was grumbling abt her husband causing her to waste RM200. He erupted in front of the policewomen and us saying all in Hokkien of course :
" Limpek ka lu kong mai sio kong limpek em ka jiang lu dua je peng. Lanci**!.............. #^$&#$#$(..! "
( dont think I am afraid to shout at you here. Penis! XD..... n foulwords poured like cendol)

When our turn came, I was already much amused. I told the cik I wanted to appeal. Waited for around 5 mins, and she wrote 30 on the two samans and I tot must be the queue number for appeal.mana tau she say i only need to pay rm60 in total. Walao! I was so damn happy. So well waht the heck, no need appeal laH!

After all Berkhidmat Untuk Negara wat. najib, and tan sri musa, u better thank me.