I have this habit of talking really fast. People around tell me the same thing too but I don’t really care.
The other day we had take outs from Saba Restaurant at Jelatek. Not only we had to do a round trip due to wrong order, we did not receive any apology from non-speaking-snobbish-Arab owner. Kalau bakar kedai ko, baru ko tau camne nak nangis. That’s a bloody round trip ok! Anyway, the rambling aside.
We sat as a family and it felt like ages since everyone circled the table of 6. Excluding my eldest brother, who is undergoing training at Penang, there was 7 adults, 1 toddler and 2 infants. The noise was amazing and annoying sometimes. But having put up with my niece and nephews a while, you kinda get used to the idea of shouting kids etc. Sometimes I screamed too just to prove a point.
Like most lavish family, we had leftovers. I’d like to think that everyone was on diet. So mom looked at me and asked if I wanted to do my round of DBKL.
“Tapema, consolidate sume, patu sipan“.
Mom looked at me, squirming her forehead. I knew she couldn’t catch what I said. So I repeated like a broken CD.
“Tak pe ma, consolidate semua lepas itu simpan“.
“Consolidate tu ape?”
Have you ever worked so hard, that office language BECAME your adaptive language? The term consolidate was used mostly for proposals, not leftovers. So I explained to mom what I meant.
“Kenape tak pakai ‘simpan’ ? “. Smart mom, so proud of you
ps: Aisyah have problems too when I speak like a train.
pps: It’s a classic case of time efficiency gone bad.