Dive Trip I
One evening, many of us working folks, made plans to leave work on the dot to arrive at our departure destination in Kebangan on time. So many last min dashes to the ATM, 7-11 were made to ensure that we've got our supplies for the dive trip.
Happily, we quickly gobbled down our mini-dinners so that we can leave some space for the famous Ramly burger when we reach the other side of the causeway. Quickly, we boarded our mini-van that took 6 of us with CYK & his beau towards the causeway to get to Mersing the jetty towards Tioman our diving destination.
Its been a while since we've all last dived, the most recent time would be.... hmmm..... lets see.... two nights ago at the pool? (when many were struggling with their wetsuits?? ha ha ha... ahh... yes, that was their last dive) but for me, it was almost 3yrs ago or maybe even longer. Its a little scary to think of the first time jumping into the waters again, what if there's strong strong currents? oh well, the great relief is that we'll all be in a group, so, at least, we can all look out for each other hee....
On the way to the custom, we're caught in a huge jam. yep. totally within expectations. Fortunately, it only took us one hour to reach the customs, not too long if you think about the few thousands of cars, taxis, vans, buses, lorries all trying to squeeze through the tiny traffic at Woodlands.
In the hour that we were caught in the jam, we had a guy who was driving behind us (the mini-van driven by a very experienced M'sian uncle). This guy, lets call him G, came up during one of the smoke breaks that driver-uncle was taking outside the van with his driver side door wide open and asked if he can borrow driver-uncle's hp to call his wife.
G also told driver-uncle that he's hp was out of battery and with the jam, he needs to inform his wife, sounds like a pretty logical request to us, not like it was any real emergency but it wasnt that bad either.
But very quickly, driver-uncle turned him down flatly. He 二話不說 (short & sharply) and said NO to G. G looked pretty pissed and grumbled his way back to his car....

we felt that he deserved to be "helped" so I quickly snap a shot of him, but he did not attempt to ask anyone else in the vehicle, well, if he was so superbly desperate to call his wife, he would actually ask another person right? because there are many other M'sian car plate vehicles around us. Strange hor?
Right after G left, driver-uncle told us a few stories that got our ears peered towards the wheel....
Driver-uncle related to us his experiences with these hp-scams.
Story 1:
Driver-uncle's driver kakis got approached by a guy who wants to sell his hp away, desperate for some quick cash. Being less "in-tune" with new technologies, his driver kakis thought that they had a good deal by spending RM$500 on a brand new looking "latest" hp model. So a few of his kakis parted with their money for a new hp offered by some passerby stranger. Only to find that their new hp is made of good quality plastic and its FAKE! Its those demo handsets that's displayed on windows. Perhaps they did a swap midway through the deal or something... but still, it was a real con job!
Story 2;
One day, while driver-uncle was waiting for his passengers around KLCC, one guy came up to him wanting to sell driver-uncle his hp for some quick cash. (ahhh... driver-uncle got alot of his kakis's experience remember.... so driver-uncle played along with this guy)
Driver-uncle: How much you want for this hp?
guy: RM$500 lah, need cash
Driver-uncle: cheaper can or not?
guy: okay lah, RM$400
Driver-uncle: okay, you come into my van and we can discuss
guy gets into the passenger seat behind driver-uncle and closes the door behind.
Driver-uncle locks all the doors and throws a heavy punch across the guys' face
YEP, driver-uncle is mad and happy at the same time, to be able to seek some revenge for his kakis....
guy in shocked, begs to be let out
Driver-uncle: you think I dunno about your scam? your guys have con thousands out of my kakis you know?
guy: what can I do? I'm sorry.
Driver-uncle: how much $$ do you have?
guy: RM$300.
Driver-uncle: dun you try to fool me...
guy takes out his wallet and driver-uncle snatches it from guy and examines its contents, true enough only got RM$300.
Driver-uncle took his RM$300 and smashes that fake plastic phone...
guy: ooi, how can you do that?
Driver-uncle: you think I'll let you use this thing to con more people?
guy: you must compensate me for that!
Driver-uncle rised his fist in the air and guy quickly responded meekly to let things go...
Driver-uncle let guy out of his van and guy came to driver-uncle side in a last attempt to savalge something out of the "deal" unfortunately, he got on the wrong side of driver-uncle and driver-uncle threw him a 2nd punch right in his face.
Driver-uncle fierce eh? abit gangster also hor? if in Singapore, surely kana Changi to lim Kopi for assult etc...
But in the environment that they grow up, survive in, this is how they live and struggle to earn a living. They have no one to depend on for protection. Think about it, they drive people from all walks of life to and fro all types of places and they are all on their own. If they do not acquire some fiesty character, I'm not sure how long they can last in this trade?
Story 3:
One afternoon, while his PRC tourist passengers were unloaded to for a 5min stop to take some pictures at a touristy spot in KL, driver-uncle left his vehicle (engine still running, doors are open for those fast-returning tourist) and he walked 20m away to be under some shade for his smoke break.
He saw two PRC tourist boarding his bus shortly after he left, he thought that woah, they return quite quickly ah?
Then, these two PRC tourist came down his bus!
Sensing something was amiss, since he does not recall these two being his passengers, he quickly went up to them to question their presence, with alot of ease, these two PRC tourist claimed that they boarded the wrong bus.
Driver-uncle KNEW something was wrong the moment he heard those words "boarded the wrong bus". Before he could lay hands on them, these two PRC tourist quickly moved away into the thick crowd surrounding the area.
True enough, when his passengers returned to the bus, some of them have missing items from their bags.
These thief incidents are probably not new tricks but in our "well-ruled" world, we seldom hear of such tricks reported. But I firmly believe they exist.
So here my friends, let all be warned of any kind of character can and will occur in the most unimaginable situations and circumstances. So on high alert especially if you are not familar people.
Okies, back to our dive trip hee... the stories were quickly interrupted when uncle found a few shortcuts across the massive numbers of lorries and trucks and before long, we are already at the customs. YEAH!
and guess what? at the JB side..... it was EMPTY! I certainly tried very hard to know "WHERE DID ALL THAT CARS GO??"

Okies, after that one hour delay at the customs, our driver-uncle had alot to catch up, the planned 4hrs to get to Mersing jetty is now shorten to 3hrs. How did he do the catch up? The usualy way.... SPEED!!!!
To avoid the many speed traps on the "usual" route towards Mersing, driver-uncle took a different route, one which passes through many many many many residential estates and small roads, this was adviced by the manager of his transport company. (yes, got bigger boss then driver-uncle himself wan, dun think they all one-man-show)
(side track, the good thing with manager, there's some co-operative network of road "spies" which relays the position and numbers of speed traps from one driver to the other who are also going the same way. throughout the 3hr journey, driver-uncle's phone kept buzzing non-stop to advise him of the routes....)
but guess what? it didnt help! because, we still got 3 police stops along these mini-tiny-side-side-side route towards Mersing. For two of them, we were able to slow down enough to get "caught"? hee.... but for one of them... it was impossible lah, it was a one lane traffic on both sides of the road and only one lane was blocked right infront of the police station. hee.
seeing how relac the police officers were on the side of the road, sitting next to a MJ-table-like-table with hot water flasks, mugs and something that looked like a radio in the dark almost felt like they were watching the stars in the night light instead of catching vehicles for speeding on the roads...
with Driver-uncle's experience, they quickly shook hands with RM$20 exchange we were let off without even a copy of the vehicle number or even pretending to. In the background, the other police officers were comfortably seated down and having a joke amongst themselves. doesnt really feel like its an exercise to reduce speeding on the road...
well, with almost all our bones jotted out of our bodies, we finally arrived safely at Mersing jetty with a very great relief and quickly descended into our speed boat and then transfer to our big dive boat....
Yippie! Tioman Tioman here we come!
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sorry ah, this part we din record down because we're too busy laughing, the rest of her speech is here....




















