Of lalangs and chrysanthemum drink

Banker Wanker’s weekly ABCs:

A – Asshole spotted at the water cooler, pretending to be in deep thought for the longest time (with eyebrows all scrunched up), where in fact he was actually standing around to eavesdrop on a conversation close by.

B – Babe’s spotted in Bankerland….must be recruitment season again….

C – Carried Bumblebee, sprained my back. The boy is getting real heavy....someone said he looked like Winnie the Pooh -_-

D – Didn’t even notice that I have not been on a proper holiday for almost a year and a half

E – Emotionally drained

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I have a crush on this billboard face for McD’s value meal advertisements plastered all over the LRT pillars along Jalan Sultan Ismail. Her face is on the fifth pillar from the traffic lights at the Wisma Genting intersection (pillars on the right if you are coming from Bukit Bintang, count backwards from traffic lights). I am such a sucker for a pretty face….

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The long weekend was spent entertaining Bumblebee and cleaning after his poop. Lovely.

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When I was small, I used to follow my dad’s side of the family to their yearly visit to the ancestral’s grave somewhere in Selangor. Its more like an expedition really as the entourage has to brave through a hour’s walk consisting of 2 feet water and 1.5 meter high lalang before reaching the site (Think Viet war movies where the soldiers have to wad through slosh and lalang with guns raised up above head type of march). The leading guy would have to slash through the lalang, slowly making a path as we worm towards the site. You can imagine how fun this was for a 12 year old kid, especially so when I had my own mini parang to help out. I can still remember how the grass smells, how the brilliant green was illuminated by the scorching sun with brilliant blue skies overhead, the ‘nyek nyek’ sound of cheap rubber floppies sloshing through water and the refreshing feel of cool chrysanthemum drink (Yeo’s brand of course) after the day’s work.

I feel like I have to go through so much ‘lalang’ in my life right now and all I have is a butter knife to slash through them. Thoroughly demoralizing and absolutely pointless…..not even sure if there is going to be cool chrysanthemum drink at the end of it all...