Monday, July 27, 2009

Dad: RM10k Poorer

Last sunday afternoon, my dad received a phone call from Citibank. The officer asked him if he had spent about a total of RM6000+ using his creadit card this morning. The officer then read out all the transactions made from the records: Harvey Norman-RM500, Puma- RM300, PizzaHut- RM200, Nike- RM400.... OMG, as he read down the list, my dad go lower and lower. Dad then checked his wallet, and found out that 2 of his creadit cards were missing ( Citibank & Ambank) and he also found a stranger's Maybank card there! He then recalled, this morning, dad and mom went to Bkt Jalil to exercise. And dad left his wallet in the car despite mom's warning. What luck! Usually, dad always bring his wallet along even when he exercises. But on that fateful morning, he felt like leaving his wallet in the car. He even joked with mom about the 'good' security system of Proton Wira. After they've finished exercising, the wallet was still there, cash, id card, everything was in their places. But because the thief replaced the creadit cards with another card, they didn't notice anything. Not until the officer from Citibank noticed unusual patterns of money-spending by the guy who stole the card and phoned dad to check with him. That time was already 4pm in the afternoon, like, 7 hours later. Idiots! They should have called earlier when they detect those unusual transactions. Dad then called Ambank, only to find out that the goddamned son/daugther-of-a-bitch used up another RM7000+ from his Ambank account. And the useless Ambank officers didn't even bother to investigate despite the out of norm transactions. If Citibank didn't call dad, he'll be few hundred thousands poorer by now. Luckily, that asshole only managed to spend a small portion from dad's account. Dad then lodged a police report @ Brickfields and just treat the RM10k+ as donation for charity. = = Heck, with RM10k+ i can order 10,000 roti canai/a number of iPhones/new PCs/almost pay the whole tuition fee for TBF. Hope that thief choked on the his pizza-MY DAD'S pizza!!!
I freaking hate thieves.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Confession of a Ginger Hater

I hate ginger. But mum says i won't like fried rice without ginger. And she's right. And i hate it when she's right.