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The Makcik who bullied us.

Hey hey hey. The recent video about the road bully reminded me that I should actually blog about a situation which my family and I encountered a few days back.

Not quite related to road bullies but still a bully nevertheless.

What kind of a bully?

Hawker centre bully lor.

 

It was a Sunday, and we all decided to head down to Changi Village for dinner. Queue at every stall was exceptionally long. Every seat was occupied. From the looks of it, we might not even be able to secure seats for ourselves. I mean, there were so many others scouring for empty tables and seats. Nurul and I were not confident at all, and we were definitely not in the mood to “chope” seats. We then suggested taking away our dinner instead. You know, eat at Changi Beach instead and enjoy the sea breeze.

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(Whoops. Was the lady in pink scratching her bum?)

My mum however was more than confident that she would get a table for us all.

“Wait lah, the family over there will be done soon with their dinner.”

True enough, we managed to get ourselves one long table. A table full of used utensils and leftover food, that was. Nobody came to clear the table so we decided to just clear it ourselves. But that was not really the issue.  So what was the real issue then, you ask? We were short of two seats. We noticed at the same time that the family seated next to us was almost done with their food. So Daddy and Mak told all of us to sit down first while they went to order the food for us. We did just that.

About thirty minutes later, Mak and Daddy were done with the ordering of food, and were passing the plates of nasi lemak to us. Mak and Daddy still did not have seats for themselves. So I asked two of my girls to share a seat, while Nurul asked Shan to sit on her lap. A bit of a struggle for the poor kids, but we had no other choice. We noticed that the same family seated next to us was actually already done with their dinner like fifteen minutes ago. But they refused to barge from their seats despite seeing how we were struggling to eat with the kids barely having space to sit.

And then we overheard the makcik saying pretty loudly to the husband when he stood up to give up his seat to us. Sorry but must make this big and bold.

“Oi takpe, tak payah bangun cepat-cepat. Duduk aje!”

Read: “Oi, it’s okay, no need to rush. Just remain seated.”

WAH WAH WAH MAKCIK. YOU ANYHOW ONLY AH. 

My apologies. I just cannot fight the urge to type in this manner since the topic is about ugly behaviour at a hawker centre, anyway. So just let me feel the moment and talk like an auntie once in a while.

So what did the obedient husband do? He actually listened to his darling wife, and sat down almost immediately – which brings me to another point.

Just why are some husbands soooooo terrified of the wives? Do they wear the pants at home? I mean, it is good to listen to the wives once in a while. But when they have to decide between the right and wrong thing to do, shouldn’t they just listen to themselves instead of their wives?

SUCH A LOW CLASS ATTITUDE YOU’VE GOT THERE, MAKCIK! AT THIS POINT OF TIME, I AM REALLY HOPING YOU SOMEHOW READ MY BLOG.

I really do not understand why such people even exist, sometimes. It’s like, they only think about themselves, and cannot even spare a minute to empathize. Did the Makcik feel happy and satisfied doing that while depriving others of their seats?

SURE, HAWKER CENTRE SEATING IS FIRST COME, FIRST SERVED. NO RESERVATIONS ALLOWED. 

I totally understand that. At least I do not chope seats with tissue, what.

But that does not give anyone the right to behave like morons and hog seats like they own the entire hawker centre.

I mean, why was that Makcik just so reluctant to give up her seat and table to us? I would totally understand if she was not done with eating. We did not rush her. We did not even show our discontentment when she did not give up the seats and table to us. But what irritated me and my family was the fact that she was just sitting there eating nothing, and turning her back at us. Didn’t she even see the many others who were waiting to get themselves a seat and table?

Wah, I really hope that the next time she goes to a hawker centre, she will have to wait forever before someone gives up the seat to her. LOL.

I am sorry, but do not expect me to say nice things like,

“Oh that’s alright Makcik, despite what you did to us, we will still forgive you.”

No way.

I can be a really nice person on normal days. But I cannot be nice to someone who has an attitude (and shawl) as ugly as the Makcik’s.

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BIGGEST BOO TO YOU MAKCIK!

May the Makcik reflect on her actions and turn over a new leaf shawl.

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