Where're My Keys?

Well, I suppose there are many advantages living in the city. One of them is you don't get caught in massive traffic jams entering the city in the morning. As usual, whenever there is a drama with a certain Datuk, traffic is sure to be bad, like this morning. It was havoc in roads leading to the city, but I was spared.

I later watched a news report on TV, and a police officer has this to say:
Oh... that is not a road block. No road block! We are only regulating traffic. Not a road block! Regulation of traffic...

I was like, "whatever!". Why does traffic need regulating anyways??? People will all drive like crazy just because the Datuk is charged in court?

But then again, I shouldn't complain. It didn't affect me!

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Age is catching up! At 3 pm, I realized my car keys were missing. Cannot find in my trouser pocket. Not inside my shirt pocket. Not on my desk. Where? Where? Panic la. So how?

I rushed down to the basement car park, and there it was ....

Urgh!