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Brief update: The police in Penang will be trained to speak in Hokkien, imagine an Indian or Malay policeman coming up to you when you just committed a traffic crime, "kua lu ge I.C.". I wonder when will policemen in KK speak to us in Hakka.

I take the bus to work every working day.
By making use of my time waiting for the bus, I make daily observations around me. It has been quite an interesting observation so far. I paid more attention to the cars that drove past me. Till now, I have not spotted my favourite car.

Every morning, there is always this Indian lady wearing the same over-sized flowery blouse plus the maxi skirt, waiting beside me. Then, there is this guy whom I am not sure of which ethnic, who always wears this turtle-neck long sleeve shirt despite the hot, scorching sun, eyeing me up and down when I walk towards the bus stop. Looking at how the young and old hail their cabs in frustation is also something not to be missed every morning.

A little spice was added this morning when this woman with humongous breasts running to get the cab. I swear those balloons were bouncing upwards, downwards and sideways vigorously. It was a good distraction indeed from looking out for the red roof top.

Yesterday, I was attracted by the road cleaner's dustpan. He actually decorated his dustpan by tying the super bright yellow plastic bags in a bow shape to the dustpan. Man, I salute him for his creativity.

Just this morning, the Chinese lady standing beside me was doing her manicure, but what annoyed me was, her bright red satin maxi dress,don't you think she was over-dressed for work. Well, anyway, who cares?! I don't even know her.

Yes, this is how I bitch to myself every morning.