Kampung Stories
1) Crime of Passion:
Just the other day one of my housemates came up to me and said that there was a complaint regarding our house. Apparently during one of the late night Premier League broadcasts, the Rukun Tetangga (Nightwatch) guys heard a commotion going on in my house.
They thought that there was a fight going on, but later realized that it was one of the (more passionate) residents screaming at the top of his lungs when Man United went one up against Arsenal. Shouldnt they have been watching the game too?
2) Grasscutting Conman:
One day as I was doing the laundry, I was startled by a figure at my front door. I went to investigate and there was this grasscutter who said, "Saya potong rumput,ah?" (I'm going to cut the grass).
His boldness in walking through our open gate and to our front door caused me to assume that he was the person contracted by our landlord to cut the grass every two months. So I allowed him to.
When he was done, he demanded for RM60 for his troubles. So I told him to take it from the landlord. But he refused and insisted that he got paid immediately. I sensed that something was amiss, so I called my other housemate to deal with the matter, since he knew how these things worked better than I did.
In the end, my housemate had to drive this guy to the landlord and there was this squabble that lasted for an hour. RM60 was way too much for a cut apparently (oh, what did I know?). The landlord refused to pay him. Eventually it was settled that the guy be paid RM50, 1/2 of which was to be paid by the landlord and the other, by the residents.
It was later discovered that this grasscutter guy used to be a convict. So I was quite relieved that the matter got settled. Should anything happen to our house or anything in it, I'd have a good reason to suspect somebody. Fingers crossed that should never happen.
Just the other day one of my housemates came up to me and said that there was a complaint regarding our house. Apparently during one of the late night Premier League broadcasts, the Rukun Tetangga (Nightwatch) guys heard a commotion going on in my house.
They thought that there was a fight going on, but later realized that it was one of the (more passionate) residents screaming at the top of his lungs when Man United went one up against Arsenal. Shouldnt they have been watching the game too?
2) Grasscutting Conman:
One day as I was doing the laundry, I was startled by a figure at my front door. I went to investigate and there was this grasscutter who said, "Saya potong rumput,ah?" (I'm going to cut the grass).
His boldness in walking through our open gate and to our front door caused me to assume that he was the person contracted by our landlord to cut the grass every two months. So I allowed him to.
When he was done, he demanded for RM60 for his troubles. So I told him to take it from the landlord. But he refused and insisted that he got paid immediately. I sensed that something was amiss, so I called my other housemate to deal with the matter, since he knew how these things worked better than I did.
In the end, my housemate had to drive this guy to the landlord and there was this squabble that lasted for an hour. RM60 was way too much for a cut apparently (oh, what did I know?). The landlord refused to pay him. Eventually it was settled that the guy be paid RM50, 1/2 of which was to be paid by the landlord and the other, by the residents.
It was later discovered that this grasscutter guy used to be a convict. So I was quite relieved that the matter got settled. Should anything happen to our house or anything in it, I'd have a good reason to suspect somebody. Fingers crossed that should never happen.
posted by Mike Ng at 6:30 AM
3 Comments:
lol
really sounds like you live in some sad real kampong place
*shudder*
i hope you come back in one piece, ah
;)
er, didn't Arsenal win the match?
Shush!!!
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