Friday, June 17, 2011

The little things.

Let's face it, we Malaysians do not practice courtesy that much.
When people open doors, they walk through and ignores the people behind them. It's not that I expect you to hold the doors for me, but at least you should hold it long enough for me to catch it.

When the elevator door opens, WAIT until the ones in it comes out before you actually walk in. Or if you're by the buttons, you could simply ask the ones that just came in which floor they'd like to get off. Its really not that hard.

The other day I was in the elevator at my home.. This girl came in with a bunch of things in her hand. She looked like somebody's maid.. I asked her which floor, and the look on her face.. It was a mixture of amazement.. Surprise..
I'm not saying that I am awesome (although I really am.. Bahahahha!) But really, sometimes the little things that means nothing to you actually means something to someone else.

"Whatever you do in life will be insignificant. But it is very important that you do it anyway."
-- Ghandi

You never know, you know?

The little things..
Funny how those little things could mean so much.

Anyway, I'm in Penang hanging out with the FO I flew with earlier today. Talking about the stupidest things! I love nights like this..
Feels like I haven't been speaking out loud for a while. Anything that I shared was only through my blog -- which is bordering on pathetic really.
Oh well, thank you dear FO that shall remain nameless! Kikkiki

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2 comments: said...

sooo agree about the doors and elevators! i lagi bengang when i held the door but the person didn't even look at me, let alone give a simple thank you! i mean, heyyy, i could have just let the door smacked them right in their faces, pfffttttt

Monkey's Bunny said...

*high fives!*
People having no sense courtesy is one thing.. I penah, hold the door for some stranger la, waiting for her to reach for it.. But she never did! She just walked.. Hands by her side.. Rasa nak amok je; slam the door in her face and shout, "DO I LOOK LIKE A FREAKING DOORMAN, YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH?!" -- oh yes, she didn't even say thanks.
Celaka btol kan?

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