The Story People Tell....

Reading Ministry of Health monthly bulletine is part of my research now. Pandai2 betul yang menulis article tu. Or..sememangnya budak2 yang amik medic ni pandai2 belaka?

Talking about budak pandai, I recently moan to my new friend...err, the one I had to socialised with that I find Malaysian tak suka acknowledge email. Everyone ada email account tu...sik maok kalah masing2..but bila you hantar email, dalam 10 adalah sorang yang jawab.

I told this lady, I find it rude. Ye lah, email tu serupalah macam kita bercakap dgn orang..so kalau orang tak jawab cakap kita, tidakkah mereka tu kurang ajar namanya?

At least acknowledge lah..okay I received yours...I'm a bit occupied with something else, let me give you a proper rely in couple of days. Yes, in England we ALL do that. 

Well, since last December I have got used to set-set 'kurang ajar' ni. I senang saja, when there's an opportunity to speak, I bagitahu saja, you kenapa..and followed by my piece of mind. Ada hati lak tu pi ngadu kat orang I marah2 kann? 

I find Ministry of Health punya employee semuanya allergic dgn email. Maybe the only internet thing that they can cope with is Facebook. Any email that bore queries etc, akan tidak dilayan. Period.

Okay, actually I nak buat post pasal cerita yang keluar dari mulut orang. I went out for a quick drink with this supermodel from KL recently. Ohh, I bukanlah kawan dia ye uols. I happened to meet up this guy for a drink so he got a call from this visiting model..and off we went. At 40, she is so cantik. 

I read negative stories about her and this lady has had her fair share of being victimised but I really like her 'pi mampos lah kau' attitude. I think in a job like hers, you can't take everything seriously. But the whole we were at this bar and all I can think of is the bad press. Tu satu, sokabar will tell stories based on cerita or sumber 'yang boleh dipercayai' or directly from the horses mouth. Tu pun, subject to the writer's interpretations. One blogger dedicated an entry to 'masak' her cukup2 just because si supermodel ni tak layan dia. The blogger, using her right to blog mula la pi cakap betapa perangai si supermodel ni teruk. You dah sakit ati, maka orang lain seantero dunia pun kena tahu you 'terluka' dek supermodel tu.

Jumping into work that expose you to segala macam mulut, I guess one need to be prepared that not everyone want and can understand you. People are so ready to talk about you.People are ever so willing to expose what is not 'normal' about you.

My question is...why lah people so cruel? 

I have friend who tried to korek rahsia about someone. Dia cakap dgn I dia kenal sipolan kawan I ni...but yang I heran, kalau kenal, apsl korek cerita from me? Pi lah tanya orang tu sendiri, kan? But I cakap, although I am close to this person, I really don't know much about their 'kain dalam'. (and if I tahu pun...I takda sebab nak cerita kat you..god knows kat mana cerita tu akan travel)

So I balik Malaysia and I met our mutual friend. Si friend ni tanyalah kesahihan cerita yg dibagitau oleh situkang tanya I tadi...I ask, apa yang you dengar? So sipengorek rahsia using tah mana2 info dia dapat from this person unsuspecting friends, pun kompanglah kat orang yang si someone I know ni sekian-sekian ceritanya. 

And of course, I was named as one of her sumber. Macam sial aje. Maka I pun tanya, what exactly did I say? Cannot answer. Of course I bengang..because 1. I tak lah berapa rapat dgn si tukang karut tu. I rasa I tak rapat dgn dia, but dia pi cakap kat orang dia rapat dgn I. Nak gak I tanya, have you been to my parents house in Paroi? Tak...2. I really like this person (the one sipengarut is talking bad about) and I see no reason nak bercakap hal dia. Okay lah, you might not like what people do...but selagi benda tu tak mengacau you, apa perlunya you nak bersengkang mata berkompang hal orang? 3. When I asked what is my contribution of the person story, sorang pun takleh jawan dgn tepatnya melainkan..ohh..sipengarut mulut P**i Ayam tu cakap, ohhh dia tahu sebab Makji yang cakap. And dia cakap kat orang2, dia adalah close dgn I, bley? Babi sangat! And we also found out, orang2 yang sipengarut ni kata dia kenal, semuanya tak 'berapa' kenal dia. 

I must say, at some stage..talking about people is a fun thing to do, especially if kita menyampah nak rak kat orang yang kita kata tu. But do we really call ourselves 'a reliable source' bila nama penuh orang tu pun kita tak tau?

Or, nak claim to fame tapi salah fakta, apa kejadah nya?

Satu lagi contoh. A VIP friend (ohh my claim to fame, but seriously, there's days yang I rimas dgn orang ni dek mulutnya) called me out for dinner with him dgn this mega2 VVIP. Being a katak yang dok kat bawah kotak (sebab tempurung tak ada) I don't know anyone. I pernah kena introduce dgn adik ipar tak jadik I...masa tu I tgh minum Diet Coke, maka tercampak can coke I sebab secara automatic nya I feel the need to press my palm together and 'sembah' her. Sangat overrr tau...but it seems like a right thing to do since she is the daughter of a Sultan.

Ada kawan I ni yang hobi nya suka propah...yes, its a hobi. Pathological liar that is...pernah bagitau I yang she knows of a story of some VIP wife got caught by her hubby whilst frolicking other man. Tup kena cerai. Yang menagkap tu is that VIP alongside her (this kaki propah) sedara. So, because of their relation, she got the berita exclusive. Dia kata lah. But of course, cerita tu tipu.Until now I don't know why the story was told. People like making stories that bila certain VVIP take up another wife, this 'another' wife mesti kena duduk oversea. London particularly. Doesn't make sense. You think VVIP nak buat chenta jarak jauh ni? You ingat VVIP ada ke masa nak skype, Facetime bagai? You ingat si VVIP yang maybe kubur pun dan kata mari tu larat ke nak berterbang 13 jam just to visit bini nya tu bila turn orang tu? Ye, memang ada VVIP punya wife yang dok London nun...but itu pun dah kes telur hujung tandok (oops! exclusive) plus, diorang tu baru je bebaerapa tahun dok London and before this the husband/wife dok kat KL.

Cerita orang, kan? Kalah CNN.