he who laughs last...

It's surprising how cheap things get in Melaka. Up here, I'm used to paying hundreds of dollars for something. I recently needed a transporter to cart my piano up to KL from my Melaka home. Some initial scouting found a company who could do it for RM500.

Then my mum comes and tells me she knows someone who knows someone who can transport the piano up for RM50. Now the RM500 positively sounds like daylight robbery.

The only catch was that - my piano had to be wrapped in airtight plastic because it was going to be sharing a lorry with .... food.

"As long as I don't see bits of raw chicken on my piano." I said darkly.

I mean, it's RM50. Just shut up and take it, lah.
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"Actually there's this tour I thought of joining. They take you around the country and show you the important areas...." he continued on.

"Uh huh.." I was half listening.

"Yeah but it starts at 9am.. and then we're going by foot, but in some areas we get to go by buggy. Might be tiring..."

"Uh huh.. where's this thing.." I asked.

"Well, the meetup point is blablabla..."

"What? Where's that?"

"This meeting point in the game.." he explained.

"You're... going for a tour... in a game... on your computer?!" My thoughts on coming up with an powerful angle for my next report just went out the window. I just didn't know what else to say. Then I started laughing like tomorrow would never come.

"Why can't you just read the game manual like everyone else? Why must you join a .. a ... virtual tour?! And how can you be tired? You're not even walking in real life! Please don't tell me you had to pay for this!!" I kept chortling.

"I'm not telling you what I do in my spare time ever again."

"I agree!!! Hahahahahaha!!"