'dua ringgit satu jam bang...' (RM2/hr).
My unsuspecting mind instructed me to pick a seat in the corner, away from a noisy bunch of kids that were playing Counter Strike or something.
I tried to log in but it kept returning to some error pop-up. When I complained to the girl at the counter, again she murmured,
' errrr, server memang slow sikit skrg bang.. Cuba lagi..boleh tu...'
so, having that stupidly compromising 'tida-apa-bah' Sabahan mindset in me, I murmured back
I must have been trying to log in for at least 5 minutes when I finally gave up. I said to the girl as I headed for the exit,
'never mind. I think something is wrong with the server.'
and much to my surprise she said, not murmuring anymore but word by word saying,
'OK. You pay 1 ringgit saja la..',
I thought I misheard her..
'What? One ringgit? I didn’t even get to log in oh'..
And she shouted at me,
'itu saya tida peduli. Yang penting ko suda duduk mesti bayar. This is a time-rated CC!'
And out of nowhere, a baddie-looking big guy with that samseng's looks sprang out with a metal broom in his hands.
'Hey, u want to pay or not? Don't make any trouble here ah!'
I told him,
'I want no trouble here but why should I pay when I didn't even get to access the internet?'...
And his voice rose as he said,
' NO No. You have to pay! It's like u ordered a coffee in a restaurant and you have to pay for that coffee!'
I shot back,
'But why should I pay when I was only given plain water?'
and he tightened his grip on the metal broom as he came closer to me with a more ferocious look and said
'Then, YOU PAY FOR THAT PLAIN WATER!'.
Well, whether I felt threatened by the metal broom in his hands or I simply didn't want to waste more of my time arguing over ONE RINGGIT, I pushed an RM1 note to him and walked out in disgust.
I just couldn't believe how easy it is for some people to make money nowadays.. Phew!