Category Archives: Daily

Today is Tuesday June 18, 2019
  • “Are You Busy?” – Telephone Courtesy Lessons by Li Lian

    Pleaseeeeeeeee I beg of you, don’t ask me that question when you call me. Please don’t let that be the first thing you say, followed by ‘Hello’.

    Don’t put me on the edge or on the spot with that question.

    I suppose I am not a very nice person.

    Really?! Everyone is always BUSY doing SOMETHING. Even breathing is SOMETHING!

    So when someone calls me and after ‘hello’ asks ‘Are you busy?’ – I never know what to say! Because, if the person on the line just wants to chit chat, when clearly I am doing something, anything! more important than the need for idle chit chat, whatsit – just to catch up – then hell, yeah! I’m busy as a bee.

    Call me a lousy multi-tasker if you must, I cannot walk and chat on the phone at the same time. I cannot do anything! AND! chat on the phone at the same time.

    So, this catching up business – should be done over drinks, coffee or dinner – OR email, sms, an old-fashioned letter on fancy stationery, or messenger.

    However, if the person on the line requires something urgent or requires information, then I am never too busy! Everything else I can put on hold to give you my 100% undivided attention (since I cannot multi-task).

    And since you now have the urgent important information – go use it! No need to carry on talking to me on the phone with the sudden urge to ‘catch-up’. We can chit chat or catch up over – I repeat – over drinks, coffee or dinner – OR email, sms, an old-fashioned letter on fancy stationery, or messenger.

    I am just NOT! a chit chat on the phone person!

    If you want to call me to talk about your feelings – somebody had a baby, you’re getting married, you found THE ONE!, a break-up, a sudden sadness, a certain loss, a tragedy, just tell me up front – “I have news to share!”.

    I am all ears – you have my 200% undivided attention. But PLEASE! don’t start with ‘Are you busy?’.

    You would have had me at ‘Hello, I have happy/sad news to share’ or ‘Hello, I need this’.

    There you go! Telephone courtesy as defined by, yours truly, Li Lian Kow.

  • The Police Reunion Concert, Singapore Indoor Stadium – I was 1 In 10,000!

    Yes! I was one of the 10,000 people that were lucky enough to attend this concert. This is going to be their last EVER! performance once they are done with this tour.

    By the way – this post is late too. The concert actually took place on 4 February 2008. Same day as my favourite sister’s birthday.

    This 3 person band has been around for more than 30 years! Even though they were not in action for a couple of years in between. Well, between the 3 of them, they must be more than a century old.

    They are brilliant performers! Can you imagine, Sting, the lead vocalist/bassist could sing for almost 2 hours without tiring? The guitarist, when his hands were shown close up, had liver spots, the skin on his hands so thin and transparent his veins were showing and popping out – the hands of a very old person – and yet! He played his guitar and produced VERY GOOD music! He could dance at the same time too!!! This is so impressive!

    The drummer – WOW! moves with the speed of lightning! You have to try picturing, a very old wrinkled man with a head full of gray hairs drumming away with such speed and stamina and skill! Amazing! And he did so for 2 hours! He sure has got the MOVES!

    I am feeling faint and in a bewildered state from my memory of such a remarkable performance!

    To read more about The Police, click here.

  • How Old Is Angelina Jolie?

    I won a RM50.00 bet because I was most certain she was in her early 30’s.

    Me! who reads all tabloids and gossip magazines she can get her hands on!

    My sister thought she was 40 years of age. The person who lost the bet to me? Thought she was in her late 30’s.

    Angelina Jolie was born in 1975 – she is 33 years old. Oh, and she is now pregnant with twins.

  • VW Cars Sdn Bhd Off Federal Highway, Petaling Jaya

    WORST! Most inefficient service EVER!

    As you may have read here, I got into a car accident on Christmas eve.

    I sent my car to VW Cars Off Federal Highway on the 28th December 2007. I am yet to receive my car despite numerous calls to them. They promised to get my car to me before Chinese New Year. Such LIARS!

    And what do I find out today?!

    They spray painted my car the WRONG COLOUR! How that is possible is beyond my understanding!

    Does that mean they will just spray paint the correct colour (assuming they get it right this time) on top of the coat of paint that was spray painted on wrongly?

    I am so upset! Don’t ever send your car there!

    And I tried to email VW Malaysia to complain about the quality of their authorised dealers – and what do you know?! Their email contact given does not exist!

  • Back Off!

    Personal Space Invaders, and I don’t want them to f*#king cast their shadows on me!

    It really makes me want to smack them hard on the face when they get too close. I don’t need ANYONE breathing down my neck, nor looking over my shoulder, or appear to be trying to look down my blouse. If I can smell you! You’re definitely too close and should back the f*#k off!

    What is it with people who like to stand really close to you when in a queue? I just don’t get it!

    I was waiting in line to clear immigration at the airport the other day. And this man with no sense of boundaries starts standing really close to me. I could not move away as that would mean getting close to the person in front of me – and I did NOT want that. I don’t like close contact, or ANY contact with strangers.

    He had his newspapers under his arm, and kept poking me with it. I was THAT! close to screaming assault and slapping him in the face. The more rational me, instead told him to stop poking me with his newspapers.

    I could feel the anger rising up from my toes to the end of the tip of my hair when he replied – “Oh. But I only did it ONE time”.

    OH! So he DID! KNOW! that he was poking me with his newspapers because he was standing so close! Never mind that he thought he had only poked me ONE time. I was stabbed with his newspaper 7 times before I could no longer tolerate it.

    I am so lame! I retorted – “Now that you know that you are poking me with your newspaper, please stand further away, and stop doing it!”.

    I cannot believe THAT! was my only response. Why didn’t I slap him? Why was I not more abusive? Was that the best abusive sentence I could come up with? Why didn’t I scream vulgarities at him?

    The nerve of that man when he mumbles under his breath that it was only ONE time that he had poked me with his newspaper.

    If only my turn wasn’t up next…..

    Sigh… I am so hopeless! And so lame!