:: Despicable 14th February 14, 2008Posted by Minci 先生 in Everyday Life.
Tags: rempit rock, stupid valentine
Valentines Day.. how painful it is for all the Bridget Jones in the world. To hear the endless joyous words of love being uttered from one being to another on the radio. I simply had to play my cassette in the car cause I couldn’t stand the mushy-mushy feelings floating in the air (or is it radio frequency). Yesterdays tormented soul hasn’t healed and my morning, well.. was not a good start. I guess my story about ‘difficult ladies who are loved’ will have to wait. Again.
Because of information Lost in Translation.. I did the unthinkable. I am already dubbed as minah rempit by those who knew my driving drift, (Believe me.., you will cling to the dashboard and at times experience profounding inertia moments when I halt my car) and today I have upgraded my rempit techniques, commiting crimes along the way.
Father needed to take a train at 0725h – a very important detail he forgot to mention early this morning the moment I woke up to take my bath. I managed a 4 minute ‘buffalo splash’ before I got dressed and had my half cup of coffee. The idea was for me to tail him from behind in separate cars to his office. Then, he’ll keep his car there and then go to the station in my car.
It was not easy for a Kancil to keep up with a sports car so I obviously lagged behind and took the liberty to use my own route to his office.
By 0700h, I received a call from father asking of my whereabouts and this was the start of my morning rempit madness.
1. Answering the phone without using the hands-free kit. I don’t have one anyway for I never answer the phone while driving. This was unfortunately, an emergency. It was damn dangerous for my car went a bit out of control plus the fact that it was still in the early hours of the morning. The sky was still pitch black!
2. Langgar lampu kuning because only now did Father said that he was in a hurry.
3. Sped up to 120km/h ! My personal record has only been 100km/h in a Kancil.
4. ‘Pressured’ the driver in the front car to speed up more at the fast lane or if possible, move to the side. I felt sorry for the driver but at the time, Father’s business was more important. So encik, I apologize ahhh for driving really really close to your bumper.
Alhamdulilah, we reached the station 10 minutes early of his ETD. As for my morning in the wards, it was less stressful. 😛