Malaysians love the library

They love it so much they go there in their dreams. Yes, while they’re happily taking an afternoon nap in their room. Don’t tell me this is another library closing early rant? FORTUNATELY for everyone, YES it is.

What is this, the 11^th time!? They used to open till night on Saturdays, and till 4.30pm on Sundays. Sundays didn’t even make sense to me. Now they close at 4pm on both days?! Oh that makes sense. That makes so much sense I’m pissing my head off.

You guessed right. I just came back from there, pissed. The papers talked about Malaysians not going to the libraries, not reading books, yada yada yada, but look who’s so encouraging us to go. Closing early is a real encouragement. Oh thank you, now I love the library so much I’ll bring my pillow there so when they FINALLY open I can be the first to embrace all its books.

The story doesn’t end there. Let’s talk about the general majority of the government servants. (I so wanna make this a racist slur, but I’ll only get my butt toasted so nevermind). I thought I was smart enough to have brought the bills there. The post office is just opposite the library so if that damned place is really closed, I could go pay bills instead. Makes my effort driving there not going to waste right?

Now, the post office closes at 4.30pm, at least that’s what I’m aware of. Its doors were WIDE opened so I walked in, passed the guy at the postal counter (so surprised to see him there; he’s usually hiding inside doing god knows what. I was going to say jerking himself, but I’m a polite person) to the 4 counters where you can pay your bills. The first counter says ‘Next counter please’, and so did the second…and the third….and the fourth! I innocently asked the postal guy if it’s closed and he said “Yea yea semua tutup.” (all closed) Grrr…

So postal guy can’t do my bills. He can’t go close to those 4 counters or he’ll literally melt. He also didn’t smell the fire under my breath. Coz if he did, he would really have melted.

And by the way, this is how the Malaysian system works. If there are 10 counters, 7 are just for display only. Just like the 4 counters in that damned post office, 3 are for display purposes only. I went there the other day and the line was freaking long yet only 1 counter was opened. It’s not like there are no staffs around. I thought I saw another woman loitering around stroking every corner of the office with her Midas’ touch.

But it’s not like I could do anything so I waited patiently. When it was finally my turn I saw what the major fucking problem was. The woman operating the counter was on drugs. She was moving like a VCR on 0.25x slow speed. I could see her slowly taking the money from me, slowly opening the drawer, slowly dropping the notes one by one in there as she counts, slowly giving out a loud sigh, slowly counting my change, and slowly saying that she’s TIRED (omfg tired sitting down counting money while getting paid by your loving government?).

Now I’m motivated to write my love letter to Astro after procrastinating for 2 months. It’s amazing how laziness can make you endure crap for so long.