Being a resident at Jalan Tiga, my husband and I would always feel frustrated and insecured with our parking lot. Initially, we felt blessed for having a 7th storey multi carpark right in front of our block. It has always been easy for us to peek a boo at our car since our window at the living room is facing the carpark (that is provided if we park our car right in front of our house lah).

Unfortunately, our season parking lot has always been occupied with the inconsiderate and hungry nak mampos drivers who always patronised the hawker centre at Old Airport road. They are such a big sucker and they can even park their bloody stupid cars at the NO PARKING entry or even at the handicapped sign board.

My husband has always been cursing at those irritating and forever hungry drivers because he has to park his car either at the 4th or 5th or worst still at the 6th storey (7th storey dah open carpark, nanti kereta kotor). Damn it. We paid for the parking season every month and these idiots has used our paid parking lot for their own convenience. Although it took maybe about 10 to 15 minutes to have their fucking meal, there will be another idiot who will compete with another idiot just to park their cars at the most convenience lot and that include our season parking!

My husband proposed that he will need a part time job to ensure that nobody is gonna park their car at any of the season parking. I asked him, yea, what job will that be?

He voluntereed to be a part time parking attendance cause it seems that those parking attendance is not doing their job very well. I told him that I will joined him too so that we can jolly well saman those  idiots who tried to park their stupid damn car at any of the season parking. I believed that I am also helping the residents of Jalan Tiga who shared the same sentiments like us by doing this free job. :p

Oh by the way, i did mention about insecured, am I? Yes, we were insecured because the other day, someone threw FLOUR at our car! For goodness sake! At first, we thought it was a detergent. Perhaps, it must be one of the bangla who did his part time job by cleaning some cars every night at the carpark and has accidentally threw a bucket of detergent at our car. But no, it wasn’t! We only realised it when we went to the nearest petrol station to get the car washed. It was all sticky! Stupid! How frightening it was. Luckily it was flour, what if it is BLOOD? A pig’s blood? Or a PIG head on top of his car? Hmmm….should that thing happened, my husband must have offended a number of AH LONG due to his failure to pay his monthly instalment regularly la eh? LOL!

After that incident, we had always be careful where to park our car. Few years back, we found all 4 tyres of Mazda RX8 went missing. It happened at the same multi-storey carpark. Although we were not the owner of the car, we reported that incident to the police. Ain’t we a considerate neighbour?

Ok, let’s stop babbling about the parking idiots and cars. Stay tuned for my next entry. More peektures coming up with my typical Minah girlfriends (does that include me too?)

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