Malaysia Encounters

There was once when i went to kl on my own. When i reached puduraya, you know, you got all the taxi drivers pestering you to get on their cab. I had to go meet my friend at bangsar, so i hopped on one and made my way there. The 'pakcik' kept talking and talking to me. I was trying very hard to speak malay! he sometimes got too 'chim', that i had to ask him,'ape tu?'. hahahaha... Initially he thought i was from JB. So i just played along. But then, he asked me which kampung i was from. I got lost there. Shit, i lost the game. Anyway, he starting talking to me about business and asked me if i knew who's the richest man in the world. I asked,'siapa?' and he said,'osama..' -_-

I don't know whether to laugh or ignore this taxi driver man! Then he asked me to take down his hp number. Said that if ever i needed a ride in malaysia, i can call him. I just said,'ok.' But didn't do anything. He insisted that i should take his number. So, what the heck, i took my phone out and keyed in his number. -_- I reached bangsar, met my friend and that was the end of my weird taxi encounter.

Oh yes, and once, in KL, there was this person who asked me if i was s'porean. And my fren's brother, told him that i was from sabah. -_- He sincerely thought i was from sabah. I have no idea who he heard that from.