Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Forehead

Wrinkles, invisible and visible treading across the temple regardless of it being wide or narrow. Thoughts churning out on the ways and hows to survive. How much do you have in your banking account? How much do you plan to spend so that people around you would say that you are doing ok. We are living in a grand shenanigan, living in a borrowed time and capital (literally).

Let's do the maths on how much an average rakyat spend. Morning requires breakfast, if you have a doting wife/husband who prepares breakfast for you, you saved between RM2 to RM5. Then you factor in your transportation cost, I dont see anyone riding bicycles to work so that would fall between RM2(by bus) to RM10 (fuel), yeah I know call me a cheapskate, I often refuel at RM10 thank you very much. Then the toll, RM1.10 please or RM2.20 twice if using Kesas. As soon as we arrive at our lovely office, there's parking attendant that we have to deal with (between RM3 to RM8 daily) or better still if we were fortunate enough to have monthly parking bays at at least RM120 a month. Most of us would risk it and parked along the yellow line. If we were lucky nothing would come by but if we were not be prepared to pay RM30 in the form of summons from either the traffic or the local council enforcers. If unlucky you may find your car at DBKL depot and had to forked out RM210 to bail your car out. Sweet.

Then you realised how time flies so fast, it's afternoon already and you're bloody starving, RM5 to RM10, your choice of any pakcik or makcik. If your friends didnt suddenly get the itch to have proper lunch then you're saved. Balik time you arrrived home tired and wanted your own private space and some little entertainment for yourself, bought magazine or comic or treated yourself with a nice dessert. All in all RM50 at least to be spend a day. 20 working days times RM50 is already RM1000. Rent? Groceries? Utilities? Installments?

We are living in a bankrupt world. SO tell me, there must be something wrong with people in Malaysia, because it can't be the system. The system is always right, it's the people, ain't it?

MY ASS.

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