17:54 - 25.02.05
i met saiful for lunch today (actually, i was skiving cos i had lunch before him at work) and had quite a nice short time with him.. if you consider 2 hours short.
instead of saying thanks or offer a few nice words when i told him that i will NOT be going for the interview tomorrow, he said, "wah.. now you so manja.." i received this call from a lady all the way from London REQUESTING for some things. is it me or is it very normal for the Lady (in a LOUD COMMANDING voice): So, do you have pictures of the artefacts in your museum? Can you email to me? that's what my bubble above my head said. i, of course, sounded very polite and even ended the conversation with a chirpy goodbye. honestly, some people...
according to kamus dewan edition ketiga, manja means:
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2. sangat kasih (lots of love until cannot love anymore)errr... so which one is it, babe? so now, am thinking of just going for the interview and make him go thru the same ordeal.. for the fun of making him wait for my call, yet again.. whites westerners to SHOUT at you when they're REQUESTING for YOUR help?
Me (TRYING to keep my cool. VERY TRYING): Yes, I have. I can and will if you really need.
Lady: Ok. Send me Malay things. Malay things, you know? (repeats again) Malay things.
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Lady: You understand? You send me by Monday. You understand 300 dpi? You understand?
Me: No, I don't understand 300 dpi. Maybe I'm stupid. Maybe you should hang up cos I think I'm stupid and suddenly realise that I don't know what is 300 dpi. No, I don't know what you mean by "Malay" things. You consider middle fingers Malay things? No? Hello?? Hello?