Stupid toll
Another miracle and yet stupid incident I’ve encountered yesterday. And the thing is I just dunno why I am posting this up. My friend’s laughed her head off after listening to this and yet I still wanna post it up. Probably is because I wanna have a good laugh in future or probably is because of the sake of blogging…
I went to the Curve for movie today with Mei Cher, watched Stomp the Yard, it was quite alright, I just love their dance moves; after movie and shopping, we went to William’s for dinner (I just love that mamak beside longkang hehe…), ordered pretty fattening food, and the drink I ordered was supposed to go dutch with Mei Cher and she did pay me back. And as usual my over generosity doesn’t allow me to accept it, just doesn’t ok? Don’t ask why… and I said this drink is on me and the coming lunch will be hers (as she promised long time ago la not that I bully her), and little did I know how important that 3 ringgit can be later on…
My original plan was to go straight to goat’s place after dinner and watch Death Note with her and probably stay overnight at her place. But I had to go cemetery the next morning, very early morning and therefore I canceled my stay but still wanted to go to her house and watch the movie. While on my way to her house, I had to pass tolls along the highways and I had totally forgotten my wallet left 2 ringgit only. Thank god the first toll I needed to pay 1.60 only, so which means I still have 40 cents and I remember I’ve passed at least 3 tolls while on my way to the Curve. 2 more tolls and 40 cents left…
I began searching my entire car for money. I calculated, altogether I had 1 more ringgit including the 40 cents. Sad right? That’s what I call poor people’s car. I started to get panic, what should I do? I tried to stay calm and acted cool and kindly asked the toll collector (or is that what u call the person?) how much will it cost for the next toll. But she said she dunno because different company. Ok, now what? Should I call my friend who left me after dinner to come and lend me some money and leave? Or should I call my dad to come and collect me? Or should I just explain my situation and hoping that they’ll let me through? 1 more ringgit for the next toll is a bit impossible. Or should I stop by some petrol station and search for coins on the floor? Or will anyone lend me a bit of money? All kinds of nonsense started to pop out.
Ok… but what if they don’t let me go as I think no one has ever caused such problem, and will they detain me because of that??? My parents will definitely gonna kill me… again… for coming all the way to wait… I don’t even know where I was… fine… forget about getting help from some one, I’ll get help from…
And so, I prayed, I prayed so hard that I sweated a lot. I drove as slow as a tortoise afraid that I will see any signs of tolls and trying to notice the sign boards in case I went onto any highways which require toll fees. At least if I see any toll, I can stop my car and wait… I followed Cheras sign board and avoided what I usually will take to go home as I know the way back to my home requires 2 more tolls. After driving for half an hour, I came to a highway which I am familiar with. I wait no more and turned into a pathway which I’m quite sure I’m able to reach home. I didn’t care bout going to Cheras to my friend’s place or not at that moment… All I care is I WANNA GO HOME!!!
After another 30 minutes of driving along some alleys and some housing areas, apparently I went through Puchong area and finally I arrived my taman… 5 minutes later I was back home. I never felt my home was so home sweet home before, I rushed up to my room and immediately refilled my wallet but I suddenly felt so frighten to go out especially to Cheras and it was quite late already and so I canceled my plan. I told my friend about it and stupid goat laughed until like no man’s business. I don’t care, as long as I am safely home now and that god really bless me, you can laugh all you want. If I just had the 3 ringgit back I will not have to waste so much of my petrol exploring Puchong to find my way back.
Lesson today: always keep some money in your pocket or car; you’ll never know what might happen (I mean really enough money, don’t be like me 2 or 3 ringgit only)… And I’ll receive all money people give. I was indeed being stupid for not being aware bout whether having enough money or not… And question for everyone: What would you do if you’re in my situation? I really need to know.
Jesus Loves Me, I must say a lot!!!
April 3rd, 2007 at 12:30 am
i think u should come out wif a book entitled ‘the blurresst me!’ blief it or not! i will give u the fullest support. probably u can get some consultation from me bout my past incidents to make ur book a good one. muahaha.. keep up the blurness!
April 3rd, 2007 at 12:36 am
yes, i think i’ll start writing journal and collecting all my blur cases..probably it’ll become a joke..so d money we earn split half half ya?
April 30th, 2007 at 10:43 am
Actually something like that happened to me before. But thank god I managed to find enough one cents lying around in my car to pay the toll.
Heh. Yeah it was damn funny. I can so imagine you thinking all those nonsense. Hahahaha!