Too Happening of a Night

I unknowingly stepped out of the bathroom back in my home, into Job's world of unfortunate events. As I took that defining step, news came to me that my 9.00pm flight was delayed for three hours to 12am. After taking the necessary steps to confirm the news, I sat back, relaxed and took in all the sights and sounds of home.

As I arrived at the KL airport at 1am, I was greeted with news that Kenny, who was supposed to pick me up, suffered a minor setback of my darling waja car breaking down in the middle of the road. Why minor? Because compared to what's coming, this is just a warm-up..the heats leading to the final race. It was soon identified that my darling car's battery went flat and the engine just stalled. After carefully pushing the car to the side, Kenny flagged down a car and asked for help. A chinese accompanied by three indians with a heavy smell of alcohol, came to the rescue. Their method was unorthodox and unique to say the least but it got the car started. Upon leaving, they asked for a token of gratitude of RM100. Kenny, not willing to depart with his money, managed to bargain and reduce the amount to RM50. 

Kenny was up and running and soon was speeding towards the airport. However, my darling was soon throwing tantrums again. The radiator was not functioning and the engine was operating at a temperature of 120 celcius. He had to drive slowly and managed to contact Darren who just entered a game of poker to come to help. They soon met up and drove at a snail's pace to KLIA. There, my darling just died and was left to cool down. I soon got a call informing me of their arrival. The convo went like this..

Kenny: Yo. I reach d. Come out to gate 3

Jon : Where is gate 3?. I'm waiting at coffee bean.

Kenny : Coffee bean?..no coffee bean here la..just come to gate 3.

Jon : Are you sure you got the right airport??

Kenny : SHIT!!!

I soon tried to find a shuttle bus from LCCT to KLIA to meet up with them. However, due to the late arrival, all the shuttle bus has stopped it's service and a taxi would cost me RM48. So, Darren with his convertible 2-door Saga came and collected me. As soon as I got in, Darren broke to me the news that he did not bring his wallet, thus has been driving illegally and the car has already been running low on petrol for a very long time. We switched off the air-cond in an attempt to save fuel and drove to KLIA to attempt to revive my car.

Minutes later, out of necessity, we went here..

After taking a not so quick bite, we soon got back to my car and decided to try to revive the car and drive it to a workshop. We realized we needed to replicate the unorthodox method used by the con-men in the absence of a jumper cable. We took out the Darren's car battery, attached it to my car, start the engine up, detach it and risk electrocution and attach it back to Darren's car. And all this while, keep refilling the car's radiator with water. I then sped away, with my highlight and hazard light on and ignorant of any traffic lights, headed for Dengkil while monitoring the engine temperature. As soon as it starts peaking, I had to stop and repeat the process all over again. We did the same thing for at least 3-4 times. We reached the workshop at 5 am. We then went and feasted at our customary Dengkil chicken rice stall.

After returning to Cyber and sleeping for an hour, Kenny and I and went back to the workshop to get my darling fixed. The workshop then made a preliminary check and referred us to another workshop who referred us to another one. And of all days, they decided to open their doors late today. For an hour we waited. After doing the necessary, we headed back to Cyber. The mechanic then rang my phone and spoke something so deep that I could not make head and tail of it. I then passed the phone to Kenny. We then turned a corner. Guess what welcomed us. A policeman holding a red flag asking us to pull to the side. After refusing to bribe him, he issued us a ticket. We arrived safely in Cyberia Smarthomes without any further mishaps. 

Yes, the events of today totally embodied the meaning of a 'bad' day. But, what won't kill us will make us stronger =).  Am still thankful for the experience and when I think back, although it seemed that He forsaked us, He still led us back safely and that is what matters most. As for you my darling, guess it was just one of your off-days. Still love you *pats*. 

We even had time to take a few pictures. Enjoy.

car in KLIA

the pit-crew kings..Darren and Kenny..Thanks!!