Jahit

Semalam ada launching Repsol brand & media brief. So, our team dilantik to run the event lah. Lama takde event since sebelum raya, so agak excited le bila ada event baru ni kan.

Launch rabu tengahari, so pagi esoknya dah kena ada la kan. Lewat petang selasa baru OM bagitau we need 20m x 20m kain to cover to Repsol products. Meh, mencari la saya kedai kain sekitar sini. Baru perasan kedai kain ela tak banyak kat Bangi ni. Baju dah siap banyak la. Troublesome juga. Kedai ke 3 baru jumpa kedai kain ela dan kain dikehendaki ada. Fuhh, nasib baik sebab hari dah lewat.

Kain setel, tapi mana nak cari kain 20 x 20 kan. Tentulah nak kena jahit pula. 4 keping kain 5 meter nak sambung secara melintang sesama sendiri. Mana pulak nak cari tukang jahit time-time macam tu. Lepas tu orang kedai tu kata kat atas kedai dia ni ada kedai alter. Dia suruh try tanya, kot2 la dia mau jahit.

Saya naik, kakak tu kata dia boleh jahit, tapi ambik masa sikit la sebab banyak nak jahit time tu. Paling cepat esoknya baru boleh dapat. oih, esok awal-awal pagi dah kena deliver ke Shah Alam, how la? Sebabnya dia sorang je kat situ menjahit. Kena la tunggu kan.

Tapi kakak tu baik la, ramah tamah gitu. Lepas tu saya offer la, biar saya jahit sendiri. Janji sambung sudah. Hah, dia kata boleh lah. Pakai mesin jahit tepi je. Heh, mesin jahit tepi kacang je la. Mesin dia pakai benaang jahit biasa, bukan benang polyester tu. So kuat la kalau jahit tepi je pun. Zrapp..je. Zrapp pun lama juga nak mengerjakan sebab kain panjang sampai 5 meter peh tu 4 keping kan. Kain jersey lak tu. Berat.

Sambil jahit-jahit tu, saya tanya juga la pasal bisnes dia tu. Dia buat alter jeans la mostly. Alter baju pun ada. Alter je la, dia tak buat baju. Alter pun tak menang tangan juga. Banyak pula lepas raya ni katanya. Rezeki kan. Nampak macam simple je, tapi income boleh tahan.

Lepas tu dia bercerita pasal tukang jahit dia lari. Budak, muda lagi baru habis sekolah gitu. Sibuk nak bercinta katanya. Tau-tau dah hilang. Gaji 1k dia bagi. siap carum EPF & SOCSO lagi. 1k tu bersih budak tu dapat. Itu pun tak reti bersyukur lagi. Haih, entah la orang melayu ni. Pikir nak senang sekejap je. Tak reti nak pikir panjang.

Sebab dia buat alter, orang hantar kain baju seluar pelik-pelik la. Kalau takat nak kecikkan or nak besarkan tu normal la kan. Ini nak sambung buh ropol-ropol la. Macam-macam. Lepas tu yang jenis duk ulang suruh tampal lubang seluar koyak. Nak reput dah katanya, still nak suruh tampal. Seluar trek yang dia tengah jahit time tu, dah 2 kali dia tampal. Tempat yang sama lak tu.Seluar budak. Bising dia, rumah ribu-ribu boleh bayar, seluar anak tak mampu nak beli. Kadang-kadang sampai tak reti nak caj katanya. Serba salah juga.

Hurm..saya pun cerita la, mak saya pun macam tu kat kampung. Kain dah boleh buat kain buruk, pun nak lagi suruh tampal. Tak tau la nak kata kedekut ke, memang suka susahkan orang ke, jenis sayang barang ke. Kami bising juga dengan mak, tapi tak sampai hati katanya bila orang mintak tolong sangat.Padahal duit banyak tu.

Oh, masa saya menjahit tu, ada customer lain datang siap tegur kata tukang jahit baru ke. Saya senyum sajalah. Penat kakak tu nak menjawab katanya saya tumpang jahit sendiri sebab nak cepat. Nasib le tau jahit sikit-sikit. See..skills will help you in crucial time like that. So, banyak-banyakkan la skill yang ada. Saya ni kalau terdesak bertukang pun boleh. Ada pangkin kat kampung tu saya tukang sendiri je..

Yuckss

Caution: This is gross

Hi.

Have u ever throw up while driving. Or driving while throw up, which ever had happened to you. I mean you're behind the steering not on the passenger side or back seat.

Little did I know, it happened to me this morning. I ate a lot for iftar yesterday. I had rice, tomyam campur, bbq chicken, grilled fish, sambal tempe, murtabak, watermelon, kurma, buah salak, air limau ais, lots of water. Yes, having meal at home is heaven. I stuff too much food until I cant barely breath, which is rarely happened. Not even at any iftar gathering with spread of buffet dishes before.

Everything was fine until I was on my way back to Bangi this morning. Well, it already felt weird when I was having no. 2 at home this morning. It contains lots of water. Less solid stuff (ok, now it sounds gross). But I guess that nothing much, maybe because I consumed too much water the night before.

So I drove back to KL. My tummy starts to feel uneasy, so did my head. But I can still drive with no disturbance. Not until I passes Gombak toll. My mouth started to feel watery and I knew thats the sign of 'i'm gonna puke soon'. Luckily I still have my sane mind with me. I grabbed a plastic bag at the backseat and I puke almost immediately once I place it at my mouth. And the best thing was, I did not stop my car at all and continue driving with one hand holding the steering, another hand hold the plastic bag while my trachea and my mouth doing its job. Yuck. I did collect lots of produce almost half the plastic bag.

I only stopped at the Petronas station at Ulu Kelang area. Cleaning my face (luckily, it doesnt spilled anywhere at my shirt or tudung - I'm a professional puker even though I was driving all the way). And dumped the produce at the garbage bin there. I felt a little better after that and continue my journey to my office.

I reached my office around 11. I was thinking about just go back home and sleep all day but my boss called on my way and I have to get to office no matter what to settle things. I just take a little nap at my office surau.

I know it from before but I usually just ignore it. I have an extra sensitive tummy. Sian little belly, makan banyak sangat tak boleh, salah makan lagi tak boleh. I remember when my sister majlis kahwin last month, I was having this extra terrestrial stomach pain the next day after the event. All day! I dont know, maybe I ate food which was not covered or something, you know, when theres too much nasi & lauk pauk, we tend to lost control of the quality. But not all I guess, its just me. Because no one having stomach ache the whole day except me. D'uh!

Now, I dont know what to eat later. Maybe I just find some bubur for me. And ice cream because icecream taste good. Ok, time to go back now bye.

Berat

Oh ok. I just moved to a new house again. Its already the third time in 8 months. Gila. Macam orang nomad dah ni asyik pindah randah. Penat woh berkemas. Hari tu angkat TV besar gabak (21" je kot tapi sebab bukan plasma apatah lagi LED) maka pinggang telah sakit keesokan harinya. Nasib baik rumah bawah saja tak perlu panjat tangga. Gagah weh..angkat dari kereta masuk dalam rumah dan naikkan atas meja. Terhegeh-hegeh si kurus ni sorang-sorang. Nasib baik tak give up dan hempas tv tu ke bawah.

Balik kampung 2 minggu berturut-turut. Keh keh keh. Lama tak buat perkara begitu. Kalau tak..sebulan sekali pun payah sebab event bertimpa-timpa. Balik rumah ayah suruh tolong angkat simen. Dia kata sebab saya kuat. Kuat tara mana tahnya. Nak buat macamana, tak ada anak jantan. Kena la tolong. Berat woh beg simen tu. Tapi ok, kali ni tak sakit pinggang lagi.

*saya pernah pikir apa kah nama lagu yang saya dengar di radio pagi tadi. Lagu tu jarang la pula keluar radio tak macam lagu Katy Perry tu. Apakah namanya. Style nyanyi macam Crystal Bowersox tapi tak sure siapa yang nyanyi sebenarnya. Eh, boleh pening pula memikirkan lagu apakah.