I shouldn't be blogging at this hour right now, but I couldn't help it as I felt a sense of accomplishment within me right now. Nope, don't worry peeps, I HAVE NOT finish my thesis yet.So it's not that kind of accomplishment...
What I'm about to post is actually to praise the Polis Diraja Malaysia, particularly the police from the Ampang Jaya district. Yes, I know.. Some of you must have wonder why.....So, let me share my grandmother story with you.
Recently, there's this group of ferk up Indians that has been hanging out outside my house till the wee hours in the morning. Everytime, there'll be lotsa drinking and then suddenly they'll start a fight.
Just on Wednesday, as I was parking the car, right after I fetched Mom home from her night dancing class, there they go again. The fighting. Just a few metres from us.Mom and I quickly ran to our building and went upstairs, fearing that they'll go ballistic and hurt us.
Never mind that, because we weren't hurt and all. But today they really really went overboard. Blasting their car stereos, dancing away like nobody's business at 1 friggin' a.m. really pushed my buttons. Not to mention they woke up Dad and probably everyone else too. That's it. I've had enough.
What I'm about to post is actually to praise the Polis Diraja Malaysia, particularly the police from the Ampang Jaya district. Yes, I know.. Some of you must have wonder why.....So, let me share my grandmother story with you.
Recently, there's this group of ferk up Indians that has been hanging out outside my house till the wee hours in the morning. Everytime, there'll be lotsa drinking and then suddenly they'll start a fight.
Just on Wednesday, as I was parking the car, right after I fetched Mom home from her night dancing class, there they go again. The fighting. Just a few metres from us.Mom and I quickly ran to our building and went upstairs, fearing that they'll go ballistic and hurt us.
Never mind that, because we weren't hurt and all. But today they really really went overboard. Blasting their car stereos, dancing away like nobody's business at 1 friggin' a.m. really pushed my buttons. Not to mention they woke up Dad and probably everyone else too. That's it. I've had enough.
I called the Ampang Jaya police. Initially, the guy who answered the phone wasn't really friendly and he sounded kindda lazy too. I couldn't blame him though, it's 1 in the morning .I probably woke him up too (Haha). So, I didn't put much hope on them. But I secretly prayed to my ancestors, hoping that the police will come.
After 15 minutes, my prayers were answered. Dad was calling me, saying that the police has come to our rescue. Wee!! Let the show begins, I said to myself.
Dad and I became audience to the interrogation. I couldn't be more happier, looking at the Indians, the fear on their face and their pathetic attempts to play dumb and be nice to the officer, trying to get off the hook. They should thanked their lucky stars that the officers let them off with only a warning.
Kudos should really be given to the police for their efficient services. After they have arrived at the scene, they actually called me to confirm on the complaint that I've made earlier , just to see whether they were at the right place.
Yeah so, lesson of the day is : Sometimes, all you've got to do is ask.. You might be surprised with the response that you're gonna get. It's so true.. I've encountered this kind of situation twice this week.
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