The Story

Let me tell you guys a story.

Once upon a time, there is a illegal race car driver named Ah Beng. One day he was cruising along the street listening to "Tell Laura I Love Her" when he saw a traffic light flashing green. With his great driving instinct, he floored his car and managed to pass the traffic light safely while it was still green.

Alas, while he was just crossing over the crossroad of the traffic light junction, a samseng driver run against the traffic light from another direction and bang into Ah Beng's car.

Ah Beng came out from his car and did some macha Indian dance around the car to show his machoness before declaring the samseng driver is at fault (which is true). However samseng driver insist that he is right and Ah Beng is wrong.

Sensing that the situation is getting out of hand, Ah Beng threaten to call the police.

Sensing that the situation is getting out of hand too, samseng driver took out his heavy mobile phone and whacked Ah Beng into unconciousness.

Ah Beng woke up tied to a tree facing samseng driver again.

Samseng driver threaten Ah Beng;

Sameseng Driver : Admit you are wrong now. Or I shall plunge this cangkul into you skinny chest.

Ah Beng : I am not wrong. You're the one who ran the red light and bang me. You're the wrong one.

Samseng Driver : Yes. I am the one who ran the red light and bang into you. But I'm the one holding the threatening cangkul now. So admit that you're wrong, and you'll be freed.

Ah Beng : I am not wrong and I will never admit to it. In principle, I am right and I am the man who holds true to my principle and will never admit that I am wrong if I am not.

Then samseng driver plunge the cangkul into Ah Beng chest and killed him.

THE END.

Wretched peoples.

If my words were to come out from the mouth of a senior manager, would you have said otherwise then?

How and When

The hard part has never been the decision making part. It is always hardest at point where you are trying to live up to your decision. To push it through and to be done with it.

The numerous interrogation to suffer through.

The question of the future still to be answered firm.

The countless people to face.


Now it's a matter of how and when.

A-Hah!

Ever realise that being chivalrous is akin to a form of sexual discrimination?