Elevator Common Sense

I've always assumed it's common sense to end your phone conversation as you're about to enter the elevator. Poor reception, no clear line-of-sight to base station when lift is accelerating (have you ever had a phone conversation whilst running?) etc.

But I guess not everyone thinks the same way.

Two ladies clad in Gucci were talking into their phones as they walked into the elevator. Actually, they might have had other brands on too but there were obvious G's on their handbags, sunnies and belt buckles. I assumed they would end their phone conversations as the lift doors closed but no, they kept right on talking.

The lift picked up speed and they were still trying to hang on to their phone conversations, voices getting louder as the reception grew fainter (like talking any louder's going to help improve reception). After a while, they were shouting continuous hellos into their phones. As they persisted with this ridiculous behaviour, my tolerance reached its limit and I heard my voice in the elevator going 'There's no point saying hello to someone who can't hear you, you might want to try again when the lift stops and there's reception'.

After a long uneasy silence, the ride ended, the doors opened and the Gucci ladies hurriedly walked away from me, without so much as a glance my way.

Kuih Melayu

I had laksa johor for lunch at the KLCC food court - paid RM8 for it.
Standard KLCC price, didn't complain much.
Finished my bowl in 5 minutes, either it was that good or I was that hungry (or both).
It was a bit spicy, decided to neutralise the chilli aftertaste with something sweet.
My eyes locked on some kuih melayu as I was walking towards the escalator.
Without thinking much, I asked for a slice of kuih bakar and kuih seri muka, my two favourite kuih melayu.
Asked the cashier how much and he unflinchingly said RM2.50.
RM2.50 for two slices of kuih melayu?
Since when?
Just because you have a fancy french-sounding name for your outlet, you think this gives you the right to charge obscenely for your kuih?
Fished out RM2.50 and paid.
Walked away, kuih in hand.
Why did I pay RM2.50 for two slices of kuih?
Then again why not?
Why can I pay RM8 for a slice of tiramisu or white chocolate cheesecake but not RM2.50 for two slices of kuih melayu?
(I must add that the kuih melayu were delicious)
I guess it's an adjustment we have to make, or do we have to?
I'm still at odds with this.

The Ride Up

You're in an elevator, on the way up to your office.
The elevator doors close.
Someone rushes to the closing doors and pries them apart.
He successfully gets in.
You pray silently that the lift would just go up now, no more delays.
The lift goes up and all is silent (save for the rumbling of the elevator).
Mr Latecomer decides to while time by poking his nose.
One poke, perhaps to scratch an itch.
Two pokes, perhaps another itch.
The finger is now permanently lodged in the nostril, perhaps a continuous itch.
I resist the tempation to hit the button on my extensible umbrella.
I play the scene in my head.
Umbrella extends, hits his fingers and I get booger on my funky umbrella.
No thanks (I did not pay RM30 for an umbrella just to have someone's booger on it).
Elevator ride ends, Mr Latecomer heads west, I head east (along with everyone else).

Wishlist

1. To be fit (should this be in my wishlist or to-do list?)
2. To get a new truck