Aman dan Sentosa

We proceed to Sentosa to cool down after the heavy seafood dinner on Saturday. The thought of walking on the beach at night, was inviting. We decided to chill at Cafe Del Moar and sip on Carribean Freeze or Latte.

By the time we enter the gantry it was past midnight. The ticketing lady was as sleepy as we were, and she was asking how many of us in the car as she thought it was only 2. But Jazz, being Jazz said 5, but he was haggling with her to let us in for free since it was late. She was all smiles while I was struggling to take out cash from my purse. Then we heard 'teet-teet-teet'. Suddenly Fatah realised that there was a deduction being done on his cashcard in his I-Unit. What the heck?

Fatah : Did you deduct from my cashcard?

Ticketing Lady : Yes sir.

Fatah : He (pointing at Jazz) is still negotiating!

Ticketing Lady : -Grin-

Me : Sorry lah Fatah, I thought this will be my treat, but that Indian lady is much faster.

Fatah : Eh... cannot trust lah these Indians. Anyhow deduct without warning.

Me : Indians okay Fatah, they are nicer than Chinese. Ada certain chinese perangai macam che-ya-ba-alif-ya. Betul. I've worked with both, and I know too well.

Eh... Racist pulak aku ni. Tapi ini thru experience.