Niamah, tell me lah, how much space does a miserable saloon car needs to reverse?Â The space is already a two-lane road.Â MCB neighbour of mine bitched to me a few days ago that my car is jutting out too far and he has problem reversing out.
Stupid bugger, why don’t you go tell my anal hubby instead of blabbing your saliva on this poor woman with three sons plus one toddler?Â I need to hang on to my toddler’s hand, you know?Â I where got time to listen to your whines?
The story is like this.Â I got one finicky atm who kept reminding me not to reverse my car too far into the car parking lot to avoid bird shits and falling leaves.Â Those leaves have clogged up my car the other day, causing it to leak.Â So, he usually parked with the front juts out a bit.Â *nag, nag, nag, don’tparksoinparkabitout, nagnagnag* Across the road, is another row of cars.Â This is road that lets two cars to pass through comfortably, meaning, the space between my car and that stupid sheebuy male neighbour is like more than 12 feet wide.
So, last week, that neighbour walked up to me and ranted and ranted how hard it is to reverse his car out.Â I don’t have the time to rebut him (with my oh-so-sweet-smile)Â ‘cos my toddlerÂ needs surveillance every seconds.Â Yesterday, I found my number plate broken and all the plastic pieces on the ground.Â We hardly use this car and the last time I parked was on Sunday and I only drove it yesterday.
My two older-watched-too-much-CSI sons went to investigate and sure enough that neighbour’sÂ bumper has a darkish spot.Â Just the right height, spots indicating the car was reversing and knocked into my number plate, according to the yadda yadda yadda ala-CSI explanation.
You tell me lah, how to love thy neighbour like these?Â If he wants to complain, go pick on my atm lah.Â Atm always around on weekends to clear the mess in the car.Â He sure tembak him, “Wahhh…the road so wide, like this you also cannot reverse out ah?Â You got kopi lesen or what?”Â But no, this cilaka neighbour purposely come and tell me when I was all tied up with three adrenalin-rushed kids rushing to get down from the car and a toddler trying to run to the middle of the road moment. I don’t even have time to lock the car, what more listen to a membebel-ing neighbour complaints?
Oh ya hor…go buy 258, in front up to you to add the fourth digit.Â Sure strikes damacai, Sports Toto, Magnum 4D.Â When strike liao, buy me a new number plate or new car, depending on the amount you strike.Â Meantime, I hope the tree fell on the neighbour’s car or at least, those school children (his car is next to the school) break his windscreen with a stray ball or stone.