Caveat: Do banish, if any, food thoughts from your mind now. Let your imagination soar free.
Some of the toilets in the building were under renovation since early Oct last year. It involved the whole wing from top to bottom floors, including the toilets inside the postgrad students’ office. We’ve been clamoring every now and then for a separatism as everyone in the whole floor for the main building and its wing had to share a single toilet @the corner for both male and female staffs (& postgrad students). That is already enough problem of its own. The rule is whoever goes in, better lock the door to ensure some privacy even though the toilet has stalls for many. So, there’re times when you’re pressing for business (pun intended), there’ll be somebody in more dire need knocking on the door (we’re too lazy to step downstairs coz chances are the single toilet there is also occupied). Oi, how disturbing! Belum lg masuk citer sorang tu, klu dia yg masuk – org lain xde chan la. And tutup kepala dgn towel je -ala2 kat rumah– in faculty ok! Imagine if a female prof (or me at the other extreme) was to do that? xsesuai gitu!
As of early this month (March okey, that’s how long it took), the project has been completed – said the mandur (according to a fren). But the toilets remain locked. A check with the main office revealed the typical bureaucracy – tunggu the contractor submit claims lah, then jpp releases vouchers lah, then only serah kunci then blahblah…. – meaning we’ve a looooooong wait still (But nature calls mana boleh tunggu2 rite?)
So, me and frens were so excited yesterday to find out that the toilets were no longer locked (keys on the doors). Off we went inside checking everything – Oooh…aaahhhh….bestnyer toilet kita (5-stars NOT tp sikit adalah – pix later). Eh, naper benda kat sini? What is this thing here for? And so forth. Only to find out that we can’t make use of the new facilities yet as no water are supplied.
This morning, the unlucky cleaning lady asked me (since I was around) for our toilets’ keys. I queried her, “Nak ambik semua kunci? Buat apa? Bukan ke patutnya org pejabat yg pegang?”
She said, “Nak pastikan toilet tak digunakan kak. Bekalan air takde lagi…”
To cut short the story is: the toilets downstairs had been used. With no water (forget abt toilet rolls) available, ppl - jz imagine the mess! Gee….I don’t envy her job at all (however me & frens had an uncontrollable belly laugh –laughing like mad) – I mean, it’s different you know, taking care of baby’s diaper content, cat’s poo (cats are highly domesticated animal with high standard) or merely clean the toilets…that is assuming everyone hold a high standard of hygiene!
This reminds me of another incident – have I told you before? Nevermind, jz listen to me again. Eons ago, I was at the syariah court to provide moral support for my sis & most importantly to babysit the kids – 2 boys. On the way in (we’d been around countless time), I already noticed a new stand-alone toilet building outside (old town & building – whadya expect?) So, when one of the still-little boys asked to go to the toilet, I led him outside to the toilet and waited for him. Big business moment. Once he’s done (did you know that when I was really, really a tiny tot, my eldest sis basuh my bont*t with sabut kelapa coz jijik sgt lah tu, & at one time tu reportedly with kaki - boleh je nak balas dendam ni kat anak2 dia pulak – guess I am still traumatised to this days! But then she’s also the one who put up my tocangs, letak riben bagai..), he called for me, “Maksu! takde air kat paip!”
Ah, sudah!! All the pipes were not working, no other water supply within my sight.
But, “Oh, there is a watering can which stood beside the flower pots!” Nasib baik ada air yg berbaki. So, we make do lah…though I was worried for a couple days afterward – manalah tau kok air baja ke, nanti rashes pulak budak tu..
Moral of the story is if you’re not sure, always check first.
P/s: Am I having an obsession with everything-toilets now?
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SMSes on Post-Election:
Sesiapa ada terjumpa seorang rakyat selangor, rambut putih, belagak handsome, bangsa jawa, rendah2, sila hubungi b.polis berhampiran. Kunci pejabat mb ada kat dia.
-Dah buka klinik gigi somewhere!
Kalau sesiapa nak beli penyapu jemputlah datang ke selangor. Ktoyol dah jadi penjual penyapu & tukang lelongnya ZMaidin, pegawai pemasaran Szat & tukang hantar ASaidin.
Some of the toilets in the building were under renovation since early Oct last year. It involved the whole wing from top to bottom floors, including the toilets inside the postgrad students’ office. We’ve been clamoring every now and then for a separatism as everyone in the whole floor for the main building and its wing had to share a single toilet @the corner for both male and female staffs (& postgrad students). That is already enough problem of its own. The rule is whoever goes in, better lock the door to ensure some privacy even though the toilet has stalls for many. So, there’re times when you’re pressing for business (pun intended), there’ll be somebody in more dire need knocking on the door (we’re too lazy to step downstairs coz chances are the single toilet there is also occupied). Oi, how disturbing! Belum lg masuk citer sorang tu, klu dia yg masuk – org lain xde chan la. And tutup kepala dgn towel je -ala2 kat rumah– in faculty ok! Imagine if a female prof (or me at the other extreme) was to do that? xsesuai gitu!
As of early this month (March okey, that’s how long it took), the project has been completed – said the mandur (according to a fren). But the toilets remain locked. A check with the main office revealed the typical bureaucracy – tunggu the contractor submit claims lah, then jpp releases vouchers lah, then only serah kunci then blahblah…. – meaning we’ve a looooooong wait still (But nature calls mana boleh tunggu2 rite?)
So, me and frens were so excited yesterday to find out that the toilets were no longer locked (keys on the doors). Off we went inside checking everything – Oooh…aaahhhh….bestnyer toilet kita (5-stars NOT tp sikit adalah – pix later). Eh, naper benda kat sini? What is this thing here for? And so forth. Only to find out that we can’t make use of the new facilities yet as no water are supplied.
This morning, the unlucky cleaning lady asked me (since I was around) for our toilets’ keys. I queried her, “Nak ambik semua kunci? Buat apa? Bukan ke patutnya org pejabat yg pegang?”
She said, “Nak pastikan toilet tak digunakan kak. Bekalan air takde lagi…”
To cut short the story is: the toilets downstairs had been used. With no water (forget abt toilet rolls) available, ppl - jz imagine the mess! Gee….I don’t envy her job at all (however me & frens had an uncontrollable belly laugh –laughing like mad) – I mean, it’s different you know, taking care of baby’s diaper content, cat’s poo (cats are highly domesticated animal with high standard) or merely clean the toilets…that is assuming everyone hold a high standard of hygiene!
This reminds me of another incident – have I told you before? Nevermind, jz listen to me again. Eons ago, I was at the syariah court to provide moral support for my sis & most importantly to babysit the kids – 2 boys. On the way in (we’d been around countless time), I already noticed a new stand-alone toilet building outside (old town & building – whadya expect?) So, when one of the still-little boys asked to go to the toilet, I led him outside to the toilet and waited for him. Big business moment. Once he’s done (did you know that when I was really, really a tiny tot, my eldest sis basuh my bont*t with sabut kelapa coz jijik sgt lah tu, & at one time tu reportedly with kaki - boleh je nak balas dendam ni kat anak2 dia pulak – guess I am still traumatised to this days! But then she’s also the one who put up my tocangs, letak riben bagai..), he called for me, “Maksu! takde air kat paip!”
Ah, sudah!! All the pipes were not working, no other water supply within my sight.
But, “Oh, there is a watering can which stood beside the flower pots!” Nasib baik ada air yg berbaki. So, we make do lah…though I was worried for a couple days afterward – manalah tau kok air baja ke, nanti rashes pulak budak tu..
Moral of the story is if you’re not sure, always check first.
P/s: Am I having an obsession with everything-toilets now?
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SMSes on Post-Election:
Sesiapa ada terjumpa seorang rakyat selangor, rambut putih, belagak handsome, bangsa jawa, rendah2, sila hubungi b.polis berhampiran. Kunci pejabat mb ada kat dia.
-Dah buka klinik gigi somewhere!
Kalau sesiapa nak beli penyapu jemputlah datang ke selangor. Ktoyol dah jadi penjual penyapu & tukang lelongnya ZMaidin, pegawai pemasaran Szat & tukang hantar ASaidin.
-Ha-ha-ha!
Note: mmg zalim gak ah, rubbing salt to wound tp bak kata sorang pakaji-fren, mmg patut balasan Allah sbb dia ni dulu suruh jais halau ulamak drp bagi ceramah dkt surau rumah dia..
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Ari ni kat rmh org kawin ramai org tua2 kecewa…(Sunday)
Depa xpaham tu..getah naik harga dah ckup. Cuba anak2 ramai yg sekolah lg, ada kete, dok sewa d bandar? Br tau ‘makmur’nya negara! Nak harapkan ct bantu? Poorah!
Dah tngok ful result n9? 21-15 beza 5seats je. Kj nya majority ke3 corot! Kena kempen next GE dr lani esp. kaw felda maj.melayu!
Ckp kat mak, wlu kj menang, wlu t*mpin-g’cheh bwh bn- kita dah menang moral!
Dis is da best (must be recorded here for posterity):
Gurindam Paklah
Panas ku sangka hingga ke petang,
Rupanya hujan di tengahari.
Kelantan ku sangka mudah di tawan,
Rupanya ku hilang 5 negeri..
Sungguh malang nasibku ini,
Tiada kampung dan tiada negeri.
Penang negeriku ditawan D*P,
Taktau ke mana nak bawak diri.
Ada baiknya ku undur diri,
Bagi peluang kepada Kh*iry.
Sambil ku tumpu kepada isteri,
Manalah tau kot dapat baby!!!!
Note: All smses yg best tu diterima drp rakan2 seperjuangan - terima kaseeyyy!
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