actually this story happen to me yesterday. when i was in HSNZ, at the lobby, waiting for the lift to go to ward 4 to visit adik aisyah before undergo wound debridement which was planned today. so, at the lobby....something caught my attention.
guard: mintak maaf kak, kanak2 bwh 12 thn x boleh naik wad.
lady: kenapa plak, kalu saya jaga elok2 xpela.
guard: bukan masalah jaga, ini arahan dr pihak atasan.
lady: awak ni kenapa nk halang saya naik pulak neh? saya jauh dr kemaman dtg. xkan nk tgk ayah saya x boleh? *tone da naik
guard: saya x halang akak naik atas, cuma yg bawah 12thn ni x boleh naik. silala paham akak. ini arahan pihak atasan. kalu diorg nampak, kami yg kena.
lady: ^(#^!*#)*!#^!*)#!*)#^!)$^!*$^!), awak blah!!! blah!!! saya nak naik jugak.
the guard asked his senior to approach the lady.
guard sr: akak, kanak2 bawah 12thn x boleh naik.
lady: tu saya tau la, tapi saya nk bawak naik jgk. nanti saya bgtau dr kat atas sana.
guard sr: ini bukan keja dr. ini arahan pengarah hospital.
lady: awak ni apa masalah dgn saya. kalu saya nk bwk naik jgk, saya nk bwk naik la.
guard sr: kalu akak naik saje, itu x jd masalah sy. tp bila akak bwk naik anak akak, tu da jd masalah saya.
and then out of sudden...a husband butted in.
husband: awak ni siapa. saya nk berckp dgn timb pengarah trus!
guard sr: kalu abg nk jupe timbalan pengarah silala, kalu dia kasi, saya akan kasi anak abg naik.
husband: *senyap
the lift arrived. im trying not to get involve in that scenario. so i've decided to get into the lift. and then....damn! they were in the same lift with me. and also the guard that trying to stop them to get into the lift. so....bermula la aksi gado2 mulut dlm lift. and seriously....sgt menyakitkan ati. i tried my best to ignore it. but then something happen that cause me involved in that problem.
one of her son (13-15 year old) shouted to guard. saying nasty thing to them. and u know what....i cant stand budak yg kurang ajar. and then i said...
me: adik, jgn ckp mcm tu. paham la. dorg buat keja. dorg diarah. kalu x, dorg xkan halang. org lain boleh buat, kenapa kite payah nak buat.x salah kan kalu kite cube buat.
adik: kami ni dr kemaman! jauh!
lady: hey, jgn masuk campur boleh x?
me: akak, saya mmg xmo masuk campur. x hingin lgsg nak masuk campur. tapi, selagi akak n family n pak guard ade dlm lift neh, lagi tu la kami xleh naik ke wad. tu da jadi masalah kami jugak tu. waktu melawat da nk abih neh.
lady: *she gave me a very 'nice' eye's sign to me
then, the guard decided to settle down, let them go up. but u know what, that lady didnt stop saying that the guard was so kurang ajar. but i was there, i was there watching how the guard approached them with my two eyes and listened to the tone with my two well functioning ears. and my conclusion was....that lady yg kurang ajar bercakap dgn guard. that husband also kurang ajar bila pandang rendah guard tu, and nk trus mengadu kat timbalan pengarah, that kid lagi kurang ajar bila menengking guard yg lagi tua dan senior dr dia, yg pada saya menjadi tegas sbb arahan pihak atasan. all i can say....that family sungguh kurang ajar. yg lagi saya sedih....that lady wearing a 'tudung labuh' that very synonim with a good nice attidude lady. saya bukan anti mereka yg bertudung labuh. diulang....saya bukan anti wanita bertuduh labuh. cume, bila bertudung labuh, make sure, ur attitude are fit enough with that appearance. sbb jgn kerana nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga.
and one more thing, respect everyones around you. especially your inferior. they are so sincere doing their job. let them do their job by giving your cooperation. when you are up above, never forget to look down and smile at them. i trained myself for that. thats why, i never forget to give 'salam' to guards when i met them. smile when meet with makcik cleaner. seriously, it is not difficult. and i believe you can do it too.
p/s: jika ade sesiapa yg bertudung labuh terasa dgn post ni, saya mintak maaf byk. saya bukan prejudis, cuma saya sedih bila mendengar kata2 kesat yg keluar dr that lady. and actually im just telling u half of the story. the other half, i think i should keep it to myself.

