Monday, May 19, 2008
Tan Kok Sai
Has it ever hit you that the most 'cock' of things only happens to me? I don't know why but I always end up with weird characters. Blessing or curse, you decide. Just to let the majority know, I no longer need to illegally drive a car. I've been licensed to do so since months back. And boy, I sure had to go through one hell of a rough patch just to be licensed.
While I was still undergoing my Class 3, there was this particular guy called Tan Kok Sai. When anything at all goes wrong, you're sure bound to hear his name yelled from miles by the supervisor. I felt for him in the beginning but, just like his name suggests, he's a cock. Communication was never existent when it involved us. As a matter of fact, everyone had a hard time communicating with him. Though he speaks excellent Hokkien, he spoke barely enough English. It didn't matter to me AT FIRST. Till he was appointed my vehicle commander one day. Driving with someone who speaks barely enough English and doesn't understand the message you're putting across is like playing soccer with the visually impaired. You can tell them exactly where you are but they're not gonna know where in the pitch they stand in the first place. But dear old, balding, Tan Kok Sai, took understanding to a whole new level. He, seriously, should be slapped till his hair grows back. Now this, is what happened.
While on driving course, everyone is issued with a file that needs to be signed before and after every lesson. I am very particular about my stuff and everyone knows never to touch my file. But it so happened that, on that particular day Tan Kok Sai happened to be my vehicle commander, tragedy had to strike. It's a habit of mine to take a smoke break before any driving lesson. Nothings beats an ignited cigarette before a drive. I placed my file on the desk and walked over to my usual smoking corner. Having finished my cigarette, I walked back to the desk to collect my file and walk over to the vehicle where dear old, 'cock of a sai', Tan Kok Sai was seated at. More often than not, no one lays their hands on my stuff but when I returned that faithful day, my file was nowhere to be found. Not a single place I didn't cast my eyes upon. But after numerous failed attempts and patience slowly wearing off, I walked over to the vehicle where dear old, ageing and grumpy, Tan Kok Sai was seated at. A grumpy face to add to his remarkable name. I wanted to explain to him about my missing file. And soon after I explained to him what had happened, I realised Tan Kok Sai will always stay true to his middle name. Do let me know if the fault lied in me. I will take more relaxants for myself. And this, is why his mum added, knowingly or unknowingly, a 'cock' to his middle name.
Me: Sir, I lost my file leh. I placed it at the desk but I couldn't find the file when I came back after a smoke.
Him: *Furious* Your buddy already passed me the file what!
Me: *Relieved* Oh! But he didn't inform me he's gonna pass you the file leh!
Him: *Still furious* But your buddy already passed me the file what!
Me: *Confused on why he got so angry for something I didn't know about* But sir, he DIDN'T tell me he's gonna pass the file to you for me and he DIDN'T tell me he took the file from the desk.
Him: *Seriously pissed and screaming* BUT YOUR BUDDY PASSED ME THE FILE WHAT!
Me: *Frustrated* SIR, HE DIDN'T FUCKING TELL ME HE FUCKING TOOK MY FUCKING FILE FOR ME! SO HOW THE FUCK WILL I FUCKING KNOW THE FUCKING FILE IS WITH YOU?
Him: *More furious than before and still screaming* BUT YOUR BUDDY PASSED ME THE FILE WHAT! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW YOUR BUDDY TOOK YOUR FILE FOR YOU AH?
Me: *I seriously don't know how to explain how I felt. So just insert what you think is applicable here* SIR, MY BUDDY DIDN'T TELL ME HE TOOK THE FILE FOR ME.
Him: Screaming furiously at me* BUT YOUR BUDDY TOOK THE FILE FOR YOU WHAT! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW YOUR BUDDY TOOK YOUR FILE FOR YOU AH?
Me: *Do what you did above and screaming at the top of my voice while banging my head on the steering wheel* OH MY GODDDDDDDDD!
Him: *Looking concerned* You don't understand what I saying ah?
Me: *Open door. Jump out. Slam door shut. Walk away.*
Now tell me, what am I gonna do with someone like him? I hated it when he asked me "You don't understand what I saying ah?" The classic Tan Kok Sai. Adios. Labels: Driving, Driving License, SDC
Praba
- 1:48 AM
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