Previously on 2009-12-23, (^_^)
We went to immigration in subang airport terminal 2 to do our passport, I gotta renew mine, (already expired) and baby gotta do hers… brand NEW!
After long 5 breezing years not going near any immigration department, we forgot how life's like IN THERE, and friends have been telling us, that it's ok, not many people, very easy, very fast, now only need 2 hours to complete, bla bla bla…
So, we took our own sweet time to sleep, to get up, to slowly drove there…
When we arrived,
Oh!! So many people at the door,
Nevermind, we still went in… gosh, so crowded, I'd a bad feeling…
Nevermind, went to try to take the queue number,
Oh, already close, no more number, come tomorrow!!!
Fine fine fine!!!
Since we've dedicated that day itself for this thing, so, I suggested going to the shah alam branch…
There you go, speed all the way along federal highway, went to PKNS shah alam…
Long time never went to such a place, I felt a bit uneasy, the year I was there, was 2004, when I went to do my passport alone, when I was still with ingram micro malaysia, and when I was about to join him in HK…
But now, this year, it's different, I carried a baby in my arms, anything that resembles oldness, dirt, dust, rubbish, bad smell, I felt uneasy…
Maybe this is already considered "over-protective", though I wish to deny… I still think that, my baby should be in clean, happy, bright environment… not this type of places…
We went up, better place, newer and cleaner, BUT still a lot of people, tried again to get the queue number, ah ha!!!
Finished again!!!
The security guard was quite chatty, and mentioned to us that it's holiday season, it's busy season, everybody comes to do their passports… and suggested us to go there again the next day, around 0730
So, on the 2009-12-24, Christmas Eve, we changed to the 3rd location, we went to the very early immigration branch, ie. pusat bandar damansara…
There you go,
0630 - we got up
0700 - baby got up, changed, rushed out, gotta be there by 0730
0745 - parked and went up, saw damn a lot of people, and damn hot!!! The air-conditioning in this place really need to be improved!! There're loads of fans though… I pity the immigration officers
0830 - after he queued for nearly an hour, reach our turn to GET THE BLOODY QUEUE NO. ya, you need to queue to get the queue no. and queue again… the officer told us, with baby we can go to the express counter… ya, our fault, being so un-savvy…
0900 - completed submission and payment, went to starbucks to sit sit and drink drink coffee, as well as having breakfast… it's only 0900, and I felt it's already a long day for us!!!! @_@, luckily starbucks has its own washrooms, and clean!! ^_^, air-conditioning was cooling enough too… but I failed to put baby to sleep, knowing that she NEEDS MORE SLEEP… she's an easily distracted baby, I've already offered my both 'sides', yet, she refused to sleep…
Oh, forgot to mention - initially baby's name attached to mine, then, while we're waiting for our turn to make payment, we're called upon the counter again, and found out that, as I'm a s'wakian, to make new passport for baby it'll take 5 days, LUCKILY I'M MARRIED TO A WEST M'SIAN ^_^, and immediately, he filled up another form, again, luckily the officer-in-charge was helpful...
1100 - went back to immigration, supposedly we could collect our passports already, went back to the immigration department again, officer told us, not ready yet, need another 1 hour plus or so… AND the worst thing is, in fact, other people can't even get a number, ya, a second queue no. to collect your passport…
They can't even get a number to start queuing, cos, it just needed to take more time to be ready… while we could get ours, is because of baby, and of course, since I renew mine together, I kinda 'tag along' her privilege… so, we're given our numbers to be eligible to queue, the current queue no. vs. ours, was like 60 numbers apart, I actually wanted to wait, rather than go out to wait, cos, I was starting to get impatient… and the place is damn hot and crowded…
Suddenly, baby was too tired, and started to doze off, even while I was carrying her in her upright position, I could see her little head started to nod nod nod… and she's struggling to hard to open her eyes…
Oh, poor baby… and because of this, I quickly wanted to run to some place to let her have a peaceful sleep…
So, we went down again, and settled in Secret Recipe…, cos, it's quieter, and less people… (while we're leaving starbucks, the crowd was building up)
Just after I sat down, and positioned baby to sleep nicely on my shoulder…
And just while we're entering the shop, there's this long hair, bad complexion, big-size woman, age 30-40, one look you know, she's a bitch! Speaking 'sweetly' on the phone, ya, speaking 'sweetly', those type of voice that, you could tell, she faked it.. Faked to be sweet… just like my dear 2face colleague, those helpdesk girl type of voice, sweet, but fake and pretentious!!! The sad thing is, these people thought it's being PROFESSIONAL!!...
Anyway… back to the story,
We're entering Secret Recipe, and I could hear her talking on the phone,
Then, when I planted my butt down on the couch, I heard somebody threw some cup/saucer down on to the floor, and this bad-complexion-pretend-to-be-sweet woman, started shouting at the waitress, and scolded her madly, questioned her why she's doing that to her…
Apparently, from the words she shouted out, it seems like she regarded the waitress as being rude, to slam the cup on her table…,
Well, the waitress defended herself, but this bad-complexion-pretend-to-be-sweet woman was saying, 'who's your manager, I want to see your manager!!' (oh, so like 2face)
I tell you, if my baby was waken up because of this bitch's shouting, I'll sure give her a hard time (though I've not planned what I should do yet)
But luckily, baby was fast asleep, cos, she's simply TOO TIRED!!
Then, it seemed that, the manager appeared and show face, after the bad-complexion-pretend-to-be-sweet woman made a scene, long enough… enough to scare this 2 gentlemen at the table next to hers… to give all of us this 'shocking' look!!!
While we show the others, our 'despise' look!!! Yuck!!
The next thing was, I heard her busy complaining, again, in that pretentiously sweet voice, to the manager…
Immediately both of us, shared our thoughts… this bad-complexion-pretend-to-be-sweet woman seems to be the type of woman, who'll easily start abusing their maids… yuck!!
Anyway…
1230 - went back to immigration department, collect-ING our passports… still gotta wait a bit… still damn hot, still damn crowded…
1330 - managed to get hold of our passports… and started our journey home…
1430 - reached home, drop dead tired… filthy, sweaty, and dirty…
Oh ya… another side-track…
While we're having our documents being processed at the counter, one guy popped up (ya, popped up, I felt like kicking his ass) and interrupted…
Apparently this guy… had a 1500 flight to catch, to Bali… and he's to get his passport done, (maybe renew, maybe do new, I don't know)
And he popped up, just like that, asked the officer, who was supposedly processing our documents, said, "I'm not sure if you can help me"… bla bla bla…
See!! He might have his 1000 beautiful reason, why he only came and do his passport, in the morning on the day he's to travel…
He didn't seem to be THAT busy, if you asked me, I mean, those professional people, (just like my husband ^_^) who're always on the go, in office attire, drag a trolley bag, carry a notebook bag on the shoulder, look like they've to catch a flight just the next hour… ya, these people do look urgent most of the time, but,
This guy, sure didn't look anything like this…
And mind you, his wife…
Oh, his wife, cos, I noticed this woman, damn heavy makeup, super damn heavy man!! I'm not sure if she could recognize herself, when she's not with her makeup…, powder damn thick, and eye lashes damn long, boobs nearly popped up, drag a big plastic type of trolley bag, in pink colour!!
I saw this woman, while I was sitting there, with baby, waiting for him, in the queue, to get the queue no….
And apparently, THIS woman, is the wife of this MAN… hahahaha!!! Really, like husband like wife…
I felt like kicking his ass, and I felt like poking her boobs, see if they'll burst!!
Oh ya, in the end, the officer just told him that, he needed to speak to a higher positioned staff…
Then, I don't know what happened…
When we finished our part, we saw him with THAT wife in the other counter, looked relaxed… well, I supposed, he managed to persuade whoever is in charge…
What a day!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment