D'ohh, the day was hectic. after class my old man had to rush over to fetch me home for my training which was at 5 but then shitties just began to happen...
-the car broke down when my old man and i were just outside his restaurant. apparently he had forgotten to take something there..*like one small bag of stuff*.
the car went kaput because it overheated only lah but my old man panicked kao kao then put the ac on full blast after trying to restart a few *hundred* times.
-then came in a small argument. TSK!
"dad, off the ac. it'll increase the temperature. and wind down your screen."
"NONSENSE. i must hurry to the garage but this bloody shit car broken already. *steps on accelerator with full pressure* fuck la this fucking car!!! make me stress!"
"the car is over-heated. chill out, get some water and pour it in the tank, let it rest for say half an hour or 20 minutes at least then restart! have you checked your oil, have u filled in water for your car?"
"nonono! very hot lah fuck! ok you wait here i go fill up some water! start the engine! tell me if the temperature reach 120 degrees ok!?"
"i'll start the engine after 20 mins. its at 100 degrees now!"
as time flew by, it was already 4:10pm. the car managed to work after giving it some rest and slowly my old man n i hogged our eyes onto the temperature + meter thing
*i dono wtf you call it. shush*
while driving back to bangsar, the temperature started getting higher and my old man just had to speed, with his aircon on full blast. ANNNND we got stuck again halfway through damansara and bangsar.
awesome lah!
Once again, the two of us waited for a couple of minutes and restarted the engine.
no luck. then my old man tried calling his friend who works at a garage.
"WAI! AH M***, my car spoil lah tiu. how lah wei?" *translated from canto to english*
*his friend * - The car hot is it? Add water loh!
my old man - I donch know!!
Me : yes your car has over heated. stop the car, off the a/c. let it REST,DAD!!!
it took a couple of minutes for him to stop being ignorant to what i was saying, and as we waited a couple of minutes, my old man tried his luck again-restarted the car-and drove all the way back at the pace of a tortoise's marathon and managed to get to the garage on time, where the car started heating up all over again with smoke.
in the end i managed to go for my training and my old man, well he managed to get back to work after his 1 hour nap. D:
pffftaah!
