This is my first post since I’ve been back to Malaysia, and of all the unfortunate event that happened all around us, I have to express my disappointment towards Malaysia’ so called MOST EFFICIENT IP PROVIDER (make that the only IP provider available in my home area)..
so, after a week of struggling to re-register my phone line (since my dad cut it off 3 years ago due to some irresponsible usage by some of my siblings member) with Telekom, I at last got the phone call from the TM Nut streamyx office asking me to collect the modem and DIY guide..
I risked my life boarding the scooter (yup, with no license, no road tax, and obviously, no knowledge on how to take on the roundabout) to Bukit TInggi and back home in the sky-high hope of going on-line…
and with all the bureaucracy bullshit, they just killed my hope. After plugging in the DSL modem, the DSL Light still blinking, showing the signal is incompetent. A troubleshooter call centre offered in the DIY guide is obviously a hope-killer, since all the answer to our trouble is "you will have to wait a fucking week for us to evaluate the situation, and only if after then the DSL light is still blinking, could only you make a complaint.."
that’s is a fucking nonsense!!! How would they like it if we doctors do the same..
"Dr, please my mom had a heart-attack..I dont know whether it is simply AP or the deathly MI.."
"Well , it could be both u know, or either one, but AP can progress to MI….so, u see, that’s a lot of possibility…she might even have the neuro-dermatome problem, maybe have nothing with heart…but anyway, I’ll take it down from here, and while ur mom gasping for inadequate air, I’ll take a fucking week to evaluate her condition, and if she still didnt die then, we can start taking her history"
Hah!!! how u all engineers out there like that???!!!! and reading from the recent fs post, it so laughable………..
(actually maybe we dont have to piss of with the IR, maybe its more PR problem???, or simply the service centre lazy-ass spoke person fault)
anyway, i still have to go online via my dad’s office (which i dislike vvery much since concerning fat-ass god-complex contractors keep coming in and out through the main entrance..)
and here..uh..some arty-feeling expression
