Theoretically, I'm not afraid of getting sued, because he wouldn't have the money to do so in the first place. Maybe I am afraid of that uniform of his, "so afraid I am shivering from the inside". Trying to look so much like a police - he earned my applause - rhetorical statement. If only I knew his name, if only, but it wouldn't do me good anyway, with that god forbidden name of his ringing in my head - considering that I can't go in and talk "sets" with him - even if I had no idea what bombastic sentence he was trying to construct to make himself look good.
I think I'm living in Guantanamo Bay now. I mean, technically since he controls the in and out flow of traffic and visitors. I'm sorry, really, I symphatise for him - but I don't see his first name on the front gate of this place I've been living in since my early days of sucking milk out from a bottle. Oh? I think he just realised he made a really big mistake.
I never did mind people being rude to me, it's just an easy way for them to say:
"Hey, check this out! I never knew proper communication and I need to raise my voice to show it!"
or in their terms
"You don't need to talk sets with me"
I'm sure readers are pretty much lost now, for those who came for some awesome Frisbee, oh they'd know.
If he insists that he doesn't need people to tell him how to do his job, with our outermost respect, we shouldn't - but we could ask him instead to find someplace else where he could pretend whatever he is doing is right, someplace where no one would complain.
If you're serving a community, you listen out to people's voices and their complains. What's worse is that he doesn't even live here to have that certain degree of say. I'm not raising my voice, because my dad has taught me how to communicate properly. If he wants to be a police, by all means, go ahead. The only reason he ended up with this job, was because he failed bootcamp. I still have years to come, and one day, he'd work for me in my private condo - or maybe not, who'd want to hire someone like him again?
So, heres my verdict and I'm setting everything straight - if you want to humiliate me in front of my guests I've invited for that awesome Frisbee that turned out to be afterall, my task is simple. Yeah, so simple, it makes your 1st try of a bombastically constructed sentence seem like rocket science. I'll just need to file a simple complain of 1 simple, understandable sentence and you'd be on your way to work at Disneyland - that is if Malaysia would ever have one. In the meantime, you could buy yourself a toy gun from Toys'R'Us and roam the streets of KL pretending to be a cop with 3 stars on your shoulders. Captain? Sir? I'm sorry, doesn't quite seem to ring with your face. I'm sorry you still had to allow my friends you wouldn't never have in to the compound, because I had the right to let them in afterall. I don't blame you anyway, you had your eye on my Frisbee, you clearly wanted to play, but you couldn't, so you just had to make us miserable, we're happy for your information.
If I ever do see him again, it would be a prefect real life example to tell my children what not to be.
OH! I forgot! He probably doesn't know what the "internet" is.
On the lighter side of things - I'm actually happy we have people like him to laugh about. Frisbee was awesome!
