Last Saturday, my atm grumbled and asked me to blog this. But I didn’t because I can’t find the right way to shadow kick with style. He went to donate blood at Gleneagles Hospital. It is the newest and biggest private hospital right now. He was very mad with the lab attendants because they merely slapped on a piece of masking tape after they finished taking the blood. Masking tape is meant for industrial use. Not to tape on an open wound. Surgical tape is sterile and the right one to use. He asked the attendant why they use masking tape and they told him that’s how things are done there. Before that, the attendants had kept him waiting for a long time and only let him into the blood donation room after he had made a ruckus. They actually overlooked him and kept him sitting there like a dummy.
Heh, don’t mess with my atm. When he is mad, everything also wrong. After the blood donation, they gave him a box of chocolate drink. My atm said he of course did not drink the UHT boxed chocolate drink. Siao meh, can cause lau sai, you know?
He is a regular blood donor at Lam Wah Ee Hospital. Over there, they treat blood donors with VIP treatment, ushering them to the blood donation corner without much red tape except for the necessary checks and give them a hot cup of freshly made Milo and sandwiches after finished taking blood. At Lam Wah Ee Hospital, my atm gets free medical treatment from the Medical Officers because he is a blood donor. So, if you like to donate blood but lazy to get your lazy bum to the Penang GH due to the long queues, you can pop by Lam Wah Ee Hospital. Usually, the hospitals share their stocks so it doesn’t really matter where you give your blood.
So, my dear atm was very pissed and asked me to diss Glenagles Hospital, Penang. He said these sort of apathetic attitude is very unbecoming of a leading private hospital which charges exhorbitant price. So, this is what I am doing now. Follow my atm’s order of ‘Go blog about how bad Gleneagles is.’
Anyway, he was there at Gleneagles because one of his staff had a surgery and they need to replenish the supplies she used. She had just passed away yesterday and may God bless her soul. Funeral is tomorrow from Mount Erskine. Age 52 years old (maybe 49 yrs old because Chinese adds 3 years upon death, dun ask me why).
Since I start harping on my atm, maybe I should also jot down that he bought fifty (50) kilogrammes of dates (buah kurma) and 200 plastic containers and had his staffs packed them for the production workers. He ran around getting those stuffs last night and this morning. Isn’t that the nicest boss, evar? He would give them angpows during Chinese New Year and dates during Raya. Majority of these workers are from the poorer areas in Kedah. ($$ from his own pocket wan)
Last night, he told me one of these days, he is going to my church and wash the toilets! OMG! I know that man is crazy enough to do something like that. He grumbled that the toilets stink whenever he dropped by to pick my kids. He asked me how hard it is to just buy a powerful spray and hire someone to clean the toilets regularly? He said, “Haiyor….your church so rich, so hard to hire one cleaner meh? If no one wants to do it, let me go and wash it for you all lah. So smelly, how to go and pray? Jesus smells also run away.”
Now, let’s go into the moral of the story. I do get some emails/questions from [tag]wives[/tag] with regards to problems with their spouses. I am not referring to anyone in particular but this is just a general musings from me. Sometimes, we women, the wives tend to see the role of our [tag]husbands[/tag] as our sole slaves. For e.g. we get unhappy when the husbands did not come up to our expectation, did not do what we want and we get emotional over trivial matters. Maybe if we see him in a larger picture, playing a bigger role than just being husband, we will have a lot more appreciation for the man? Say, if he had been too busy to spend time with you, is he doing something for the company/community/family/friends? Shouldn’t we be proud of that caring person instead of just whining that he is not operating according to your exact specifications? (of course, if he has been the apong-sin, then there is no excuse, ok?Â What is apong-sin?Â I will tell you on Monday.)
So, what have you done for your spouse lately? Mine woke up at 5 am previous morning to make me a cup of hot Milo and served me two panadols. And oooohhh….I just made the most sinful thing today!
Have a good weekend!