Bad Singapore Dads, Poor Kids

2 articles in The New Paper yesterday..

abt 2 Bad Singapore Dads, and their Poor Kids..

first dad..

was divorced from the wife several years back.. had several kids.. whom he doted on.. and he lost the custody battle.. so he's only allowed to meet his kids on Sundays, Chinese New Year and School Holidays..

so he made the efforts to meet his kids..

and one day.. after making arrangement 3 days before, he wanted to meet his kids.. and he waited from 11am till 6.15pm outside his ex-wife's house.. no one was at home..

so he got pissed.. and left.. and came back at wee hours in the morning, threw a beer bottle at the door..

he was charged for rash act and sentence to jail..

his ex-wife had taken Personal Protection Order against him coz of his habits.. it wasnt mentioned whether he was violent by nature or not..

Bad Singapore Dad?

or issit just a case of a Bad Ex-Husband?

he's a doting father.. and the kids had mentioned over the phone abt how much they missed him.. and he misses them, thatz why he ended up doing what he did..

so what the fuck does it have anything to do with being a Bad Singapore Dad?

ok.. maybe not all the facts were true.. maybe he did beat up his kids.. so why wasnt the facts published? considering the fact that they can put a label as Bad Singapore Dad (herewith, known as BSD), i'm sure they can publish the fact that he beat them up, if he really did..

if he didnt, and if he love his kids.. why was he categorised as a BSD? why not Bad Ex Husband Who Married A FuckedUp Woman Who Didnt Allow Him To Visit His Kids?

ok.. maybe he got his faults..

let's look at the second story..

Man married Woman.

Man and Woman get first kid.

Man wonder why kid doesnt look like him.

Man and woman got second kid.

14 yrz later, Man decided to have a DNA test, and the son was proven to be *NOT* his child..

Man becomes a Bad Singapore Dad for taking the test and finding out that boy is not his son, and therefore mentally distressing boy who wasnt his in the first place.

Woman was said to be lucky coz she finally managed to get her dark secret out and therefore good for her psychological state.

How good for her then.

Man shouldnt be a BSD. Man should have been labelled as ESS.

Extremely Stupid Sucker who had been paying for 14 yrz raising up some fella who came from the spermatozoa of another Man.

Woman is lucky to have been relieved from Dark Secret.

what the fuck?

even when itz a clearcut case of infidelity, the Man becomes the Bad Dad? when he's not even *the* DAD?

we men always get the blame for everything.. if itz from an ex-gf, fair enough..

but two stupid reporters?

what the hell?

do they know what they are talking about in the first place?

thatz why, itz a trend now, that MEN dont wanna get married. it only works for the women.

so, i'll donate my spermatozoa to the sperm bank.. so would a lot of other men. we dont need the stupid titles given by some dumbass reporters. get a baby if u wish to. dont count on me to be a sucker for you. so i dont need to be a Bad Singaporean Dad, and u dont need to be a Bad Adulterous Wife.. for whom, titles are not reserved.

so, i conclude that the article is FULL OF SHIT.

especially on the second story.. he is a victim of infidelity.. there were quotes from some child psychiatrists saying that BSD had raised the child for 14 years and to pull away is unfair for the child..

why not either the shrinks or the reporters adopt the child so they can acceed to his psychological needs? since they are as unrelated genetically to the boy as the BSD..

let THEM be the suckers.. 14 yrz for the poor Man is enough..

and what happened to the adulterous wife?

oh.. BSD decides to leave the wife.. so they are estranged now.. but its good for her psychologically so she dont need to live a lie anymore.. how sweet..

i think she should just go to hell..

and why am i so worked up abt some dysfunctional families? when i am not a father, not even married, not engaged, a bachelor, and on top of it all, unattached?

why is it a trend these days for men to be single?

coz we get the blame from everyone else.. why give urself unnecessary stress and responsibilities when u can avoid it and have a happier life?

it used to be normal for a man getting the blames and flames from his wife or girlfriend..

but now, itz the wife or girlfriend, her bestfriends, her irc friends, msn friends, friendsters and myspace friends, blogger friends, and 2 reporters from The New Paper.

actually.. 3 reporters.. 2 of them worked on the 2nd BSD.

ok.. whining stops here..

i'm on two weeks leave now, and therefore 2 weeks of babysitting my 2 yr old niece.. something that i had been looking forward to..

ok.. backtrackking to flight..

i arrived in Bombay on Friday night..

not really enough.. so me, my team girl Parul and a Leading Steward Ben decided to bring it back to the room for chit-chatting session.. till 6.30am..

woke up at 10.30am to go out shopping.. with my Chief Stewardess, Carolyn..

first stop, Irla Society Road again to head down to the shop that i went to, to get some Kurta for my mom.. but the shop was closed.. just managed to get one from a small shop along the street..



Irla Society Road..



the shop where I bought the Kurta..

ok.. sad-to-see sights again..



this woman was sitting in a pile of rubbish with a dog rummaging through.. i took this pic at the entrance to the Irla Society Road..



an old Tradesman.. i spent like 15 mins watching what he was doing.. he was carving grooves into this plate using a hammer and a chisel.. and the result looks like it came out of a machine..

as we couldnt get what we wanted here.. we headed down to a better place.. at Linking Road..

here.. the whole stretch of street is full of shops selling clothes and everything else.. and itz a good place to practice ur bargaining skills..

if the opening price is set at 500 Rupees... ask for 80 Rupees.. most probably u'll end up paying 100Rp..

$1 = 25 Rupees..

and i bought several blouse for my mom and shirts for my dad for 150 Rupees.. nice handmade shirts with sequin..

thatz like $6 a piece..

and earrings for my mom at 15Rp.. which is like 80 cents?

so i bought 17 pairs of it..



Linking Road..

the stretch of streets are full of illegal stalls.. and these ppl can disappear within seconds if there's any information abt authorities coming their way..



the shops disappeared within 10 seconds the most.. itz really fast, the way they pack up and left..



and more entertaining to see that they can come back within the same timespan when the authorities left.. these two pics are taken at the same place, less than 3 mins apart..

the Chief Stewardess that went shopping with me attracted a lot of attention.. she's 35, fair and tall.. and almost everywhere she went, u can see the ppl ogling..

a 21 yr old fella went to the extend of writing his name and number on the plastic bag that she was carrying..

and she's a former Miss Singapore/Universe runner up.. and she won the Miss Singapore/InterContinental.. so, no surprise anyway..

came back from Bombay the day before yesterday.. and spent the night sessioning with Hamdy and Yazid and Usman at Yishun Dam..

Hamdy just graduated to be a Corporal now.. so he had several days off before starting his Sergeant training..

spent the entire day yesterday sessioning with the band in Jurong.. and thru the day, even though Yazid and Fiza had to leave early, before the rest of the band arrived, we managed to get the whole band coming down for the session..

now, just need to make the sessions more regular now.. like how it was when the band started.. we managed to record 2 new songs onto my PC.. just need a lil bit further tunings to it.. one from Yazid and the other from Azil..

this is exactly what the band needed.. we had been complacent for a while now, and itz a good time to restart the band with loads of effort..

with a band, and a lifestyle like this, who needs a marriage anyway..

Welcome to Carnaby Street

welcome to Carnaby, my dear lads..

it's a nice place to do some street wear shopping.. and there are some interesting blokes hanging around here, stuck back being the 70s Mod rather than being one in the revival..

anyway.. i guess soon i'll post up some of my opinions regarding the Mods revival..

but for now.. i just got back from London this afternoon.. and was a very nice trip.. especially coz i managed to catch up with an old friend after so many years..

London is cold still.. and gloomy as it normally is.. and it rains.. like how it always rain in London..

itz normally is at an average of abt 5 to 8 degrees in the day.. and it will remain being chilly till abt May..

arrived in London on Saturday morning.. and slept thru the day till abt 6pm.. when itz already dark..

itz my first time in the new hotel that the company put us up in.. and itz a really really really beautiful hotel.. with a very modern design and layout..



the hotel lobby.. this new hotel is located in a very convenient location, in the heart of london.. which is along Oxford Street.. right in front of Marblearch..

in fact, Marblearch is just across the street.. abt 30 seconds dash across the road..

the first thing that runs thru my mind when i see that i'm rostered for a London flight..

Roasted Duck Rice..

my fav food of all time.. especially the ones from Bayswater.. with really hot chilli oil to go with it..

and so.. on the day of arrival.. itz a custom for me to do just that.. get my long awaited and beloved Siew Ngap Fun..

so I headed down with another steward, Omar, to Bayswater, which is abt 20 mins walk away from the hotel.. which, at 3 degrees at night, seems more like 2 hrs..

we had our dinner at Kam Thong Restaurant.. which, in my opinion, has the same quality of roasted duck rice compared to the famous Four Seasons Restaurant across the street.. and MUCH MUCH MUCH better compared to the rudeness of the staff in Four Seasons..

basically.. thatz it for the first day.. was wasted with sleep, coz we landed from a 14 hour flight in the morning..

the next morning, i called Omar out for a late breakfast at Pret, which is just next door, and bumped into 2 other crew, Christine and Ida.. and had breakfast with them..



thatz Marblearch across the street..

I had made plans to meet up in the afternoon with my old friend, Raihan, who is now flying with her husband, Azim, with Emirates..

after breakfast, the girls headed down to Madame Tussauds Wax Museum.. and me and Omar headed to Marks and Spencer to have afternoon coffee with Rina..

from that point, we split, Rina with her shopping at M & S, Omar headed down to Picadilly's and i headed down to Carnaby Street, just slightly off Regent Street, which is off Oxford Street...

heh..



Oxford Street.. this is the main shopping street in Central London.. another place of shopping interest would be in High Street, which is located in Kensington..

or u could go down to the flea market at Portobello Market at Notting Hill on Sundays..

yes.. Notting Hill.. where Hugh Grant lives..

yeah rite..

i managed to catch the Notting Hill Carnival last year.. itz really really interesting.. and itz an annual event that spans thru several days.. with parades and stuffs..

and girls baring their chests..

oops..

maybe that didnt happen all the time.. but i managed to catch a glimpse of it.. but they were not pretty girls.. and i somehow have doubts that they are girls anyway..



Cafe Zeynah along Oxford Street.. so now.. Zainah.. does it gives u an idea?

and so..



Welcome to Carnaby Street..

Carnaby Street is where the fashion street for the Mods would be..

in fact, i think this is like one of the rare places now that have shops that specialise in the Mods, Skinheads and Rudeboy fashion and culture..

the Mod shops would have the sign in front of it.. so therez no way of missing it..



The Face..

another Mod shop that might be of interest would be Sherry's.. and there, u could get some information of gigs and clubs and pubs that would still be playing some 2Tone sounds..

along the streets of Carnaby's, u could get Mod brands like Merc, Lambretta, Ben Sherman, Fred Perry..

but to get real Mod stuffs sold by a Mod.. go down to The Face..



Merc.. used to be the low quality end of the Mod fashion.. now a boutique with worldwide name..

this sounds just like an advertisement..




Lambretta.. and no.. they dont sell scooters here.. just the clothes..



and Ben Sherman..

after going around and spending time in the rain.. i met up with Raihan and Azim at Oxford Circus tube station, before heading back to Carnaby Street for coffee at C'est Ici, in Kingly Court..



the couple..

really had fun catching up with the old times.. like what had happened since, the friends in between.. the gossips and the gossips and the gossips.. abt a mutual friend whom i ended up dating for a while years ago..

sigh..

times when we were young..

now everyone else is still young.. heh.. and i'm ancient..

but itz ok.. i still have more fun in my week than a lot of ppl have in their lifetime..

Raihan was a teenager back then when we met.. and now she's a happily married mid twenties woman..

how time flies..

and itz a good thing that she met with a nice guy to settle with.. Azim.. jangan kembang..

anyway.. wish all the best to the both of u and it had been great meeting up with u guys..

so we split up coz the couple had to go back to fly back to Dubai.. and i headed back to the hotel, again.. walking from Carnaby's to Regent to Oxford to Marblearch..

and if by now u guys dunno how to get to Carnaby's.. hmm.. nevermind..

stopped at HMV for a while to get some DVDs.. one of which is Quadrophenia for my 14 yr old nephew who'z getting into the Mod culture..

AND HE CALLS ME LAD

wahahaha.. fancy a 14 yr old calling his UNCLE a lad..

but itz ok.. itz better to be British-influenced rather than Americanised i guess.. coz Americans are too commercialised and everyone wanna be a hiphop star..

yo.. wassup.. me calling for ma homies to read ma words i wrote from ma crib..

yeah.. whateva..

i aint got no clue to how they really speak anyway.. so i can never be a hiphop star.. freestyling aint ma style..

i'd stick to Ska..



u aint gonna get lost here ma bro..



ok.. a typical English street.. with the typical London cabs and the typical London Buses and even a typical Bobby walking along the street..

and so.. basically.. thatz it..

i headed back to the hotel after getting the DVDs and slept thru the nite..

i got back this afternoon.. and managed to catch up on several hours of sleep..

i'ld be on annual leave for 2 weeks soon.. right after my Bombay trip, and for that 2 weeks.. i can catch up on lost times with my beautiful princess.. my niece.. whoz now in Johore.. so i'll be heading to Johore on Thursday to fetch her back..

see u blokes around..

till then.. piss off..

Hello Sir, Rolex? Omega? DVD? DVD? Part 2.

Hello Sir, Rolex? Omega? DVD? DVD?

*whispers*

sexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DVD? local?

LV? Prada?

how can i help you sir? i want to help you. you tell me.

ok..

i'm back from Shanghai..



this time, the touts irritate me.. coz there were not that many ppl in Xiang-Yang, and they were too free...

i heard that Xiang-Yang market is closing down.. that will be so sad.. where else can we get fake stuffs then..

then i have to change all my Shanghai flights to Beijing.. but then again, i'm sure a new market will appear somewhere else coz these ppl need to make a living too.. so they'll just shift..

arrived at Xiang-Yang at 6pm, with the Inflight Supervisor, Jeshua, and 2 other crew, Elsa and Serena..

we made plans to split up and meet at 8.. so i had abt 2 hours to shop..

it took me abt 15 mins to complete all my shopping needs.. and coz i didnt expect to spend much money.. i changed only $50 at the hotel..

and i spent that $50 in 15 mins.. so i thought.. ok lar.. i go to the ATM machine and withdraw some more money..

queued up for abt 10 mins coz the queue was damn long.. so when i got to the machine, oh gawddammit.. i left my ATM card in my hotel room..

shit.. and i was left with totally ZERO in cash..

i decided to walk ard the main street.. Shaanxi Road.. to look for a money changer..

walked and walked and turned into lanes after lanes..

not even a single one..

i went into several hotels and they didnt wanna change for foreigners who are not their hotel guests..

i'm so sorry, but i cant help it if i'm staying at the Sheraton instead of a 2 star hotel..

obviously.. at 6.30pm, all the banks are closed..

so i decided to just walk around sightseeing alone..

went to the Dr Sun Yat Sen residence, but didnt enter.. and walked along Shaanxi Road.. itz like the Orchard Road of Shanghai.. where the upclass boutiques are..



Muslims are normally apprehensive abt going to China coz they dont wanna end up eating Halal Pork.. but thatz actually a misconception.. especially in Beijing.. coz therez a huge number of China Muslims.. and itz easy to get Halal food there..

i came across a Muslim man selling satay on the streets.. itz just meat skewed on a stick.. no sauce.. just spices added to it before itz grilled.. so itz easy to eat..



Mr Satayman..

and i came across a store owned by a Muslim..



finally... i came across a post office.. China Post.. and decided to try my luck there.. the staff there couldnt understand English.. and pointed me to one guy who does..

so he explained to me that they dont change money there.. but since they do wire transfers for Western Union, he could just change a lil bit of money for me..

yey.. my life saver..

so i managed to change another $50, and went back to Xiang-Yang to finish most of it..

met up with the rest at 8pm, and took a cab back to the hotel.. placed our shopping stuffs in the room, and went out for dinner..

after dinner, the girls wanted to go for a massage nearby.. and i headed to the hotel cafe drinks with the IFS..

i started writing this blog at 12 midnight just now.. and fell asleep twice while blogging.. heh..

i better get back to sleep now..

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone.. i had a date with 200 mainland China passengers just now..

2nd Annual Pirates Picnic

finally.. our annual picnic..

itz annual coz we had another Pirates Picnic at almost the same time of the year, last year.. at Sentosa..

i think by next year, we are gonna have awards like Best Drummer, Best Vocalist, Best Trumpeter, Best Clarinetist and Best Bassist. for Trombone and Guitar, it will be a shared award..

shopped for the BBQ items on Friday with Usman and Yazid.. ermz.. initially, the girls were the ones supposed to be doing the shopping, but in the end, none of them could make it.. so the three of us headed down to SingShong at Bedok Reservoir to get the stuffs.. Nas listed down the items for us to buy, but we bought redundant items in the end.. but it wasnt bad coz most of the food was used up at the end of the day.

i was in Johore the previous nite, coz ShaSha is there.. so spent the nite with her with my mom and dad, and woke up at 8am to go back to Singapore for the picnic..

one of the girls msged me the previous nite, saying that we are supposed to meet at ard 10 or 11am at Eunos.. called Umi at 10.30 and she was still asleep.. they had made another plan to meet up at 11am in Jurong..

met up with Azil and Din in Century Square, and we headed to the market near my house to get the chicken wings and the remaining BBQ items..

Hamdy msged me in the morning, saying that he's not even sure whether he can book out from camp.. which was disappointing.. so when he finally turned up, it was a relieve for the rest of us..



Mr SandMan

played a few games by the beach.. and some of them went swimming afterwards..

i hate swimming at the beaches here... sorry.. after comparing it with the waters of Brisbane, Los Angeles, Mauritius and Maldives.. i really find the beaches here polluted..



the Pirate Guys in a Royal Rumble Wrestling Match.. i was the first to be pushed out, and Din finally won after a good struggle.. i think i lasted abt 3 seconds in the ring..



i found 2 frogs by the beach..



Fiza and Umi the Frogs..

i brought my sheesha pack along.. and it was put to good use thru the day.. very convenient for a refill with the burning charcoal accessible a few feet away..

here's our addict..



turnout for the day..

Yazid
Azil
Hamdy
Din
Me
Umi
Nas
Fiza
Shida.. who came at 11pm, but she stayed up till 6.45am..
Mas Hairi
Usman
Beep
Adam

my friend, Andrew aka Volvic aka Muhd Johari..

consumption for the day..

70 Chicken Wings
4 beef steaks
2 packs of turkey sausages
50 sticks of Satay
Chicken Sausages
Crabmeat
fishballs
sandwiches
nutella

and we used 4 bags of Charcoal..

at 6am, we were left with 4 chicken wings and some crabmeat and fishballs..



our head chefs.. Nas and Beep.. i never knew that BBQing fishballs can be so stressful..



Adam was caught just before he attempted to murder Umi with a hammer..

Adam the Umi Killer.







Alamak.. besarnya perut aku.. Good Grief..

Azil.. azil..



Mollycoddle and Cherubica..



Me shuffling some Uno cards..






Cherubica and BlackCat La



a man with hunger on his face showing off his tummy.



this is how he looks like when he had eaten.



Nas, Fiza and Umi BBQing Shida on the grill..



Din didnt realise how big he is and trying to hide behing a lamp post..



we sighted an Alien.. our closest encounter with the third kind yesterday..



Usman



Shida and Mas..

so.. the picnic that we had been planning for turned out to be great.. somehow being with these ppl makes me feel comfortable..

Iqa couldnt make it today.. i heard that she got herself injured recently.. i hope u are feeling better, Iqa..

we were planning to write songs at nite, but Yazid fell asleep very early.. with Usman falling asleep while sheeshaing.. so spent the rest of the nite with Din, Shida and Hamdy..

me and Shida left the pit at abt 6.45am.. and i went home and slept till abt 11+am..

headed down to Johore to fetch my parents and to kiss my princess for a while..

she got a new chinadoll hairstyle now!



left Johore at abt 3pm, and headed down to accompany my mom to a wedding at Perkampungan Melayu..

i attend 1 wedding every 2 years.. so my quota for the next 2 yrz is up.. dont extend the invitation to me unless u are getting married in 2009.
took abt an hour to get thru the traffic at the causeway.. and coz i frequently go down to Johore.. i think by now i could recognised most of the beggars there who stand in the middle of the road, just before the immigration checkpoints..

i spot one familiar face with a new beard.. their styles evolve with time.. even among them, there are trends that they follow.

and the sad thing abt it is that.. most of these beggars are able bodied.. and they just chose to stand there in the middle of traffic, knowing that Singaporeans give good handouts coz we dont have much beggars here.. so getting to meet some in Malaysia is like a treat for us..

recently, the Malaysian Tourism Board proposed to ban beggars near the causeway who have open wounds.. so these familiar beggars, who always have fresh scabs and wounds, ended up putting a bandage over theirs.. itz like a trend.. now most of them have bandages..

they really pun in so much effort to have those wounds.. might be a nightly routine for them to scrape away some of their skin, and it must be at a prominent place so that they can show it off to the drivers who are stuck there in the traffic..

so itz a good thing for the open-wound ban. now they just need to invest in a small bandage, and u dont need to cut urself.. no one would know the difference anyway.. i'm sure the ban was one of the best thing that happened to these fake beggars..

i think most of the motorist recognised this.. coz most of the handouts that were given, thru my hour long observation, was to a fella who'z paralysed on one side.. and to another with only one leg..

Beep told me recently that he felt so sad looking at the plight of an old lady who was begging near to Beach Road.. so sad that he cried.. coz he felt helpless that he cant help her.. so our next mission is to look for this lady and help her in whatever ways we could..

anyone interested to join?

i'm leaving for Shanghai.. supposed to wake up in 2 hrz 30 mins time.. and i have not even started sleeping..

Taxis and Women drivers..

i was driving out just now when i came across an accident at the PIE entrance, right outside Simei..

a Taxi and a BMW, with a female driver.. how ironic.. the two types of drivers that i dislike..

no offence to my driving female friends..

hmm.. no.. u should get offended.. and understand why we guys dont like female drivers..

anyway.. the drivers were still in the cars, so i knew that they just got into the accident within seconds just before i passed.. so i stopped at the side to check with the two drivers whether are they injured.. so apparently, they were all fine.. the taxi driver with the passenger, and the girl driving the BMW..

the vehicles were abt 5 metres apart.. so i was thinking.. must be a bad impact to shove the cars away from each other.. i offered assistance, but they said they were ok.. just dazed..

and the girl said.. err.. itz two separate accidents..

wahahha.. i almost laughed xia.. 2 accidents 5 metres apart at the expressway entrance, and both cars were verged right onto the grass patch..

why was it ironic then..

taxi drivers hate to get into accidents.. we all do.. but they have to pay upfront of abt $2000 if they do, and they dont get to drive their vehicles.. and therefore costing them a lot of money and a lot of loss of income.. so they will always try to push the blame to others when that happens.. even if itz clearly their fault.. and other taxi drivers will stop and surround u like vultures even if they dont know the driver that was involved.. they will all say that it ur fault even if they didnt witness the accident..

female learner drivers normally will pass much earlier than their male counterparts.. coz itz obvious that they are more safety conscious and they drive defensively, compared to us males that drive aggressively, and we whack the road without considering safety.. and that is very true..

but majority of drivers are guys mah.. so thatz why we get pissed.. we drive fast.. we have a certain tact to driving.. and if the flow was cut by a female driver whoz driving defensively at 75km/hr on a highway.. thatz freaking irritating.. we brake, slow down, and floor again to gain actual speed.. incurring in more gas being burnt, and more money spent on petrol..

even my mom do that.. jeez.. she drives at 90km/h on the rightmost lane..

thatz the "overtaking" lane.. but then again, since we male drivers all "overtake" all other cars, we keep on driving at that lane at "overtaking" speed..

the same sin is committed by taxi drivers.. since they are on the road most of their lives, they think they own the road.. if u sense that the rightmost lane (lane #1) is slow on non-peak period, without congestion.. 90% of the time itz just a taxi driver who takes his time daydreaming while having his foot on the accelerator..

8% of the time itz a female driver.. who thinks that SHOULD be the way we *ALL* should drive..

2% of the time itz a male P-Plate driver who is in his mid 20s and think that driving at 95km/h is exceeding the speed limit and thus deemed macho.. and by clearing his 3rd month driving, he thinks that he deserves to be called a SpeedDemon by shortshifting his gears..

sorry bro.. it just wont work that way.. u have to be charged in court first for speeding before u get that title.. *ahem*..

on normal roads.. behaviours of taxi drivers and female drivers..

taxi drivers tend to stop at the side of the road to pick up or drop off a passenger with their hazard lights on.. fair enough..

so we will move to the right and overtake them since they are stationary right?

try it..

they will move off before u know it.. without even considering the fact that therez another vehicle passing them by.. they'll move off and expect u to brake and go back behind them coz they owned the road.. even if u had overtook them almost fully..

what is wrong with just checking the traffic before u move off?

and it happens EVERYDAY that i drive.. without fail..

bus drivers are nicer.. most of the time.. coz they know that a single complain to the bus company can be disastrous.. so they are always bullied coz they are big and dumb looking..

and female drivers.. i have yet to see a female driver who put up their hand to wave THANKS.. they think that just coz they are females, we have to let them pass thru first.. that itz their right to move before us.. even if they dont have the right of way..

or issit that they are still stuck to the idea that u have to have both hands on the wheel so u cant raise ur hand to wave THANKS?

i'm not chauvinistic.. never had been, never will be.. but these are true facts of driving.. and if u girls are wondering why we always talk abt female drivers, think.. and u'll know..

and i do have a female friend who can drive very well and blend in the traffic, and she knows her car like most girls know their makeup kits.. and she's a stewardess, driving a Rex STI.

if u wanna drive at 90km/hr, stick to the centre lane.. no one is gonna tailgate u..

if u wanna drive at 80km/hr, drive at the leftmost lane.. and use the centre lane to overtake the lorries and vans..

leave the overtaking lane to the overtakers..

It's not just about you. it's about the majority..