Last last night, the 5-tonne lorry, that contained various beloved pieces of furniture from sitiawan to be deposited in my house in seremban, got lost. it couldn't find my house, possibly partly because the area is so new that the road signs aren't up yet.
so, i took our newly-bought, 3rd-or-4th-hand nissan sunny out to lead the lorry to our house from the nearby petronas station.
on the way back, i was happily leading the lorry along when to my mild surprise, i was pulled over by a police car. banishing thoughts of an exciting car chase (too many movies...) i stopped by the curb like the good, law-abiding citizen that i usually am.
my tail lights weren't working.
i tried turning the lights off and on again. the front lights worked fine, but the back lights were as dark as night. so the police wrote me a summons, i signed it, they left me holding the paper in disbelief, they left, and i continued leading the lorry to my house. slightly less happily, compared to before. and when i reached home and got off the car, guess what?
my tail lights were working.
the mysteries of the universe continue to baffle me.
since The Wife is currently having semester break while i have to work, it unfortunately falls to her to deal with the police, get the surat rayuan (letter of appeal) done, and etc. She has regaled me with countless energetic complaints about the police, how they make her wait, refuse to layan (serve) her, and generally act like jerks and arses. this was also a mystery to me, until a colleague gave me a possible hypothesis to explain their singular uncooperativeness:
"they want duit kopi laaaa!"
(duit kopi = cofee money, an idiom meaning a bribe)
hmmm. oh well. that's life, i guess. God is still good. =)