I was going to continue with my travelogue but… it’s weekend and usually there’s less people reading my blog during weekends, so I thought maybe I should only do my travelogue on weekdays.
So today will be me telling you about how I’m trying to re-establish my weekend routine…
First thing I did was to get a haircut. You know, I used to have my haircuts at the barber shop near my home in KL. It was the last thing which I insisted on only doing when I make the occasional trip back home, sort of like the last of my [never do this in Penang] bastion.
That all ended some time last year when I realized the uncle was trying to use trickery to shortchange people (including me). You see, my orders were simple: cut off half the length and trim away the sideburns. It used to be a RM 10 and 15 minutes affair. And then some time early last year I began to realize instead of 15 minutes, the time it took to cut my hair increased to almost 30 minutes, and the length of my hair did not reduce much at all. I had to tell him to cut shorter and it took another 15 minutes so my haircuts took almost an hour instead of 15 minutes.
So I began to pay attention and realized that most of his strokes with the pair of scissors were actually cutting at air instead of my hair. I can see why he was doing this. He must have thought by cutting less, we would have to go back to him more frequently and increase his revenue this way. I was pissed off because I thought I was his loyal customer (have been patronizing him since I was a kid). I informed him that I work in Penang and even then I was still loyal to him even though I can only visit him once every 2 or 3 months, so he needs to cut my hair short. A couple times I even had to bribe him with an extra RM 5 just to make him do a proper job.
Well, that didn’t work because I had to deal with the same shit on my subsequent visits. So I thought, fuck it. If he wants to shortchange me, there’s no reason for me to stick with him.
So now I get my haircuts in those Quickcut outlets in Penang. RM 17 but much more straightforward and convenient. Due to my simple requirements, all it takes is 5 strokes with the razor and probably 10 to 15 touch ups with the scissors and we’re done. And the best part is they will vacuum my hair to pull out strands. Within 5 minutes I’m good to go…
OMG why have my haircut story gone so long??
Anyway, after the haircut I went to catch a movie: London Has Fallen. Thankfully it has not been taken down from the cinema. Everyone tells me that this movie is worth watching.
I don’t know. I was actually pretty disappointed with this movie after leaving the cinema. Throughout the movie I kept thinking: “This can’t be it. This cannot be the ultimate bad guy. It’s never that straightforward. The mole must be someone else. The ultimate bad guy must be someone else.”
So I spent the entire movie trying to pinpoint the real mole and the real bad guy boss. Turns out it was really that straightforward. The mole that looked like a mole was really the mole, and the big bad boss that looked like the big bad boss was really the big bad boss. That was kind of… deflating…
After the movie, I had lunch. I was actually undecided where to eat, but then I thought of the fake 烧肉 siew yuk (Chinese roasted pork) I had in Barcelona and wanted to sink my teeth on some real ones. So siew yuk noodles it is!
And then I went to buy some fruits and headed back home. I have been away for 2 weeks, so I have been doing some cleaning up of the house, laundry, washing the toilet and whatnot. And now I’m blogging. Tonight I will head out to catch some live football action on TV.
In case you are interested, here’s my draft posts for my travelogue. There’s 24 of them left. If I stick to making a post every weekday, it’ll be 5 weeks worth of posts. You can make an estimate and pick the days to come back to read the pieces that most interest you if you don’t want to read them all…
I guess this is it. Welcome back to Penang! Welcome back to… work!!! (Unghhhh)
FUCK!!! (Thanks Ciana for sharing the news article with me) I just read news that a suicide bomber has blown up on Istiklal just now, killing at least 5 and injuring dozens of people! Just one day after I write my piece on that street!
I guess I’m extremely lucky to already be back home right now, but still… fuck!! Damn those dumbfucks! Regardless of what your faith is, there’s no way to justify killing innocent civilians to further your cause!
For a moment I thought, maybe I should suspend writing about Istanbul, but you know what? I know what those dumbfucks are angling at. They probably want to strike fear among the Turkish civilians and scare off the tourists, hit the tourism income for the country. By suspending my writing means I am giving in to what those dumbfucks want. So I say, stuff it. I’ll stick to my schedule. Not going to encourage or discourage you to visit Istanbul in the near future. You guys are all capable of making your own decisions anyway.
I will proceed with 2.1 tomorrow…