How to scare the buhjesus out of a 47 year old man

or how a DRE (google it) ruined my day.

Normally I wouldn't mention something this personal about my father but it's relevant and sets the scene for this post. Dad, if talking about this offends you please let me know and I'll remove all mention of you.

Malaysian Time, the intricacies are lost on non-Malaysians

As you all know, I have been living in Malaysia for awhile now, 7 years, and in this time I have, I think, adapted to most things Malaysian, most that is but not all. Time and how people treat it are things that I find interesting, infuriating, mythical but most of all inconvenient.

This and That

Getting Hits from unexpected places
I have had people from Canada and the US read this little corner of the Internet. This isn't really all that remarkable when you consider those are the places where I know people and have invited them. What's not

The "Train"

The word "Train" is in quotes for a reason, it's because riding the train is an experience I wouldn't wish on anyone, well may a few people, but not a lot.

As some people might know, I have recently started a new job in an international call center, The office is in the heart of K.L. and the only reasonable and affordable way to get there is by public transport. It really does make more sense than driving, there is the cost of tolls ( RM3.60 each way) then there is the

Agents over here

In Malaysia there are a lot of people who profit from the desperate, the naive and sadly the foolish, these people are commonly called agents. There are Employment agents, maid's agents, Immigration agents and GRO agents (I'll explain that later). These are the 4 basic types of agents prowling for people who want a job .

Employment Agents are probably the least offensive type, they tell you a lot of bullshit to get you to pay