People always like to confuse who they really are from who they want to be.
The other nite, I had dinner with F and his midget friend. I was just telling them my horribillis encounter with one of the guards in the apartment. Well, the guard was doing the double standard with me and I think it was because I am of the same race as he.
You know, when other residents (namely foreigners-Mat Salleh) in the condo were making noise he didnt even bat an eyelid. But lo & behold, at the slightest sound that me and my guests were making, he was up on our doorstep in a hot second giving us the 3rd degree. Well, I wont have it.
And so, the other week I marched to the admin office and gave that one particular guard a piece of my troubled mind. Why should I care if he was a man of advanced years old enough to be my father. All I knew was I deserved equal treatments. I let him have it - a long, nasty and venomous tirade to remind him who he was.
And this was the story I related to F. F naturally shook his head in disbelief. Oh, please! . Like, oh...how improper can one get. How my behavior was...barbaric and was just unheard of. That the language I used was just so...oh, not right. Get out of town.
You know what improper is? Improper is like when YOU have been cheating on your lover of 4 years. Improper is when YOU purposely misled innocent beings to fall in love with you & giving them hopes that there was a future between you and them. Improper is when YOU refused to answer your friends' call when YOU discovered that they know the truth about you and your cheap sexcapades.
We know about you.
Look into the mirror; pick your big conk & sweep the floor with the rest of us.
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The Woman & The Wine-Jar
An old woman found an empty jar which had lately been full of prime old wine and which still retained the fragrant smell of its former contents.
She greedily placed it several times to her nose, and drawing it backwards and forwards said, "O most delicious! How nice must the Wine itself have been, when it leaves behind in the very vessel which contained it so sweet a perfume!"
The memory of a good deed lives.
An old woman found an empty jar which had lately been full of prime old wine and which still retained the fragrant smell of its former contents.
She greedily placed it several times to her nose, and drawing it backwards and forwards said, "O most delicious! How nice must the Wine itself have been, when it leaves behind in the very vessel which contained it so sweet a perfume!"
The memory of a good deed lives.
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