3rd rudest city.... Huh....
3rd rudest city..... Huh....
So much venom to spew. So little time.
To sum up my feelings about the whole 'KL being the third rudest city in the world' brouhaha.... well, our politicians don't have much in between their ears, or they're too used to everyone kissing their asses, or they really don't understand the meaning of the survey being very UN-touristy and targeted at locals BY locals. I just think they're just plain 'super-duper intelligent'. Don't you?
And really, have they no eyes to see, or ears to hear? Maybe not. Honestly though, no man opens doors for women here, unless they wanna get in your pants, or they are your friends (occasionally nia lahh... that also when they're in a bloody good mood). Pick up papers??? You're friggin' outta your mind, right? DIRTY worrr!!!!! Say thank you?? HARRR????? For bloody what? Kiss ass ar? NONID!! Smile also difficult, you know? What for open mouth some more. Unless you white skin. Different story. Then really kiss ass till the sun comes down and rises again. Hopefully got big tip marrr....
Then again. Having had my bag snatched and my poor body dragged (now got scar! SOB!!) by nasty motorcycle snatch thieves, I really wouldn't pick up papers dropped on a floor by a man. Single girl living in a metro city with family a sea away can't really take much chances with her life. A woman, yes. I was brought up to be civil by my parents. And I cannot forgo so many years of tutoring just because I am living in a rather cold, emotionally-distant city. Saying Thank You I hope I still do often enough. Friends, gimme two tight slaps across the face if I start getting rude. :) That's really what friends are for. To put one down when the situation warrants it. To root me to the ground. Holding open doors? Holy smokes... do you have any idea how many men I've held doors open for? Sighs.... Malaysian men are unbelieveable! Sad, really, huh? I know a few who're nice, but I guess it just isn't ingrained. I constantly have to remind my own korkor to do it for me. CHIH!!! :p
As for Malaysian politicians? Ahemm.... they come up with the most brilliant remarks... Oh, you know: How divorced women are itchy women, how men who stay at home and look after home and children are lazy, and now, this.... :) Observers needn't say anything, really. Why should they? The things these people say are incriminating enough as they are.
If you have nothing bright to say, don't say anything. A fool is only a fool when he opens his mouth.
To sum up my feelings about the whole 'KL being the third rudest city in the world' brouhaha.... well, our politicians don't have much in between their ears, or they're too used to everyone kissing their asses, or they really don't understand the meaning of the survey being very UN-touristy and targeted at locals BY locals. I just think they're just plain 'super-duper intelligent'. Don't you?
And really, have they no eyes to see, or ears to hear? Maybe not. Honestly though, no man opens doors for women here, unless they wanna get in your pants, or they are your friends (occasionally nia lahh... that also when they're in a bloody good mood). Pick up papers??? You're friggin' outta your mind, right? DIRTY worrr!!!!! Say thank you?? HARRR????? For bloody what? Kiss ass ar? NONID!! Smile also difficult, you know? What for open mouth some more. Unless you white skin. Different story. Then really kiss ass till the sun comes down and rises again. Hopefully got big tip marrr....
Then again. Having had my bag snatched and my poor body dragged (now got scar! SOB!!) by nasty motorcycle snatch thieves, I really wouldn't pick up papers dropped on a floor by a man. Single girl living in a metro city with family a sea away can't really take much chances with her life. A woman, yes. I was brought up to be civil by my parents. And I cannot forgo so many years of tutoring just because I am living in a rather cold, emotionally-distant city. Saying Thank You I hope I still do often enough. Friends, gimme two tight slaps across the face if I start getting rude. :) That's really what friends are for. To put one down when the situation warrants it. To root me to the ground. Holding open doors? Holy smokes... do you have any idea how many men I've held doors open for? Sighs.... Malaysian men are unbelieveable! Sad, really, huh? I know a few who're nice, but I guess it just isn't ingrained. I constantly have to remind my own korkor to do it for me. CHIH!!! :p
As for Malaysian politicians? Ahemm.... they come up with the most brilliant remarks... Oh, you know: How divorced women are itchy women, how men who stay at home and look after home and children are lazy, and now, this.... :) Observers needn't say anything, really. Why should they? The things these people say are incriminating enough as they are.
If you have nothing bright to say, don't say anything. A fool is only a fool when he opens his mouth.
