Thank you Miss Nescafe Shake for tagging me. Now you’d have to endure six strange/peculiar/unique things about me, which I think you already know anyway…
1. Queuing
I’m sure my DPA friends would vouch for me… Clocking-out at the end of each day was compulsory for everyone. And to my friends’ bafflement I would instinctively join the back of the queue at the machine, despite their attempt to make me follow them and cut past. It’s like “Oh! Look! There’s a queue! I bet she’s is at the end of it… ”
This is not to say that my friends are a bunch of uncivilized oaf who has no problem being uncouth… Sometimes there isn’t even a queue and I’d just end up standing behind a bunch of people - waiting… In which case, one of the “gang” would clock-out for me and pull me out of the queue saying, “Suhailah! Aku dah punchkan untuk engkau. Jom balik!”
2. Teh ‘O’
I consider Teh ‘O’ to be my staple drink (apart from water). Since I don’t like milk in my drink, there isn’t that much option out there for me (ye ke?). If I go to some new eateries, the first drink I’d order is tea… But sometimes I do order other stuff, like ice tea or ice lemon tea. Or if I was feeling adventurous, maybe orange juice or ice Milo… But normally, I just settle for a regular cuppa… Come to think of it, I rarely order any other drink than what I’ve just listed… Hmm…
3. Shoes
I like shoes. Don’t misunderstand me. It’s not that I have dozens of shoes at home. In fact, I think I only have about 4 pairs of shoes. Two pairs for the office (one brown and one black), one pair of casual shoes and another pair for sport. I don’t have slippers. I don’t have sandals. I don’t like anything that is open-toed or shows too much of my feet, which is why I like shoes, because they cover everything. Oh! And another thing… I must wear socks with shoes. Nude feet in shoes are just plain uncomfortable. That said, I don’t discriminate against those that prefer skin-to-shoe action… To each their own…
4. Fruit
I’m not too crazy about fruit. Not that I don’t eat fruit, but I’m just too lazy for them. I do eat a certain type, if and only if they are prepared for me. That means the fruits are washed, sliced and subsequently served too me. Fruit season was never exciting… Musim durian/manggis/strawberi?! Bah! Humbug!!
5. Temper
I have a short temper. I have never denied this. This is really strange because the fact that I don’t mind queuing implies that there is patience in me. But the moment anybody cut me off (i.e. in the queue), well hell-hath-no-fury lah kan? Of course there are several degrees of anger. Sometimes I’d scream or shout. And sometimes I’d resort to grievous bodily harm. But when I’m really really really angry I’d be absolutely calm (on the outside), say my piece (no expletives required) and walk away (leaving the person’s limb intact). But afterwards, I claim no responsibility for any damages to the said person’s windshield, tyres, carpaint or digestive system… hehe… Yup… saya seorang yang pendendam…
6. Driving
I can drive. Manual and auto. But just because I can drive doesn’t mean I have to like it. I have never driven in KL on my own. I don’t have the guts to. Highways are alright, and any road in the vicinity of Banting, Bangi, Dengkil and Putrajaya is tolerable. But roads in big cities scare the heck out of me. So many cars!!! The first time I drove in Puchong I actually had a panic attack. I was on my own and desperately needed to go to HSBC Bank to pay off my credit card. The moment I passed the toll booth, I couldn’t breathe, started to sweat and my heart was beating so fast I couldn’t even hear the traffic. It was madness but I managed to get there in one piece. I was so happy with myself that I thought, “Hey, I can do this!!”
As I stepped out of the bank smiling and so proud of myself, it started to rain…. Demmit!!!
There you go…This list is not exhaustive OK (sebab kena tulis enam je), otherwise I’d have to mention something about pedicure, Dunkin donuts, duvet cover, lauk selection and much more… But if I were to tell-all in this blog, I can guarantee you that I’d either end up friendless or garner a cult following (whatever…)
