Senile Offense

Kinda just got up from my short nap on the journey back on the Causeway Link.

I just got back from school actually.

As I was walking on my way home, about four houses away, I hear my bitch barking at the top of her lungs.
There was this old chinese man with his white crown, collecting items that could be recycled.

Before I could reach my house, just one more house away, he put me dead in my tracks and asked me in Mandrin if I've got anything that could be recycled.

Being the nice and kind-hearted girl Mel was, with utmost proper manners, she HONESTLY said "no" cause her family just cleared up the house one week ago.

"Zhen de mei you? Mei you arr?"
Really don't have? Don't have arr?
"Zhen de sien sen, mei you"
Really sir, there isn't any.
"Mei you? Ni mei you yong ar??"
Don't have?? No? You no use(useless) ar??

WTH.... O.o?!

As much as I HAVE RESPECT for the elderly, they should know what kind of border they shouldn't cross either, especially when it's someone whom you're asking for favours and not anyone you know, a total stranger.

Alright old man, that's a little too much.
How in the world would you know I'm of no use?
Come to think that I actually had the COURTESY to answer your ridiculous repeated questions..
What right do you have to say such things??

Keeping my cool and trying not to be unkind to this rude old man, not raising my voice, I continued being polite.
"Uncle, our family just clear the house, there isn't anything for you now".
"You don't lie lar, sure must have one...!"
"UNCLE... if there was anything I could give you, I would. But I'm telling you that there isn't any at the moment".

He stopped his trolley in front of my house and my darling Bread barked even louder and with much rage. Good girl. So, I took a few more steps in front of my gates and my mum noticed I was outside talking to this man, so she kept calling my name.
Only then he knew that that house he parked his trolley at was my home.

"I have to go... Uncle, I can't lie to you and then give you nothing. I hope you understand"
He continued standing in front of my gates hoping the recycled items will fly out from my house to his trolley. I opened the gates and Bread was so eager to get at him, but I blocked her and hushed her down. So, I heard him mumbling under his breath, he left.

Mum invited me in and asked me what was going on.
"Nah, he just wanted some boxes... that's all.."

You see, I'd be lying if I said that there's NOTHING that could be recycled that's in my house.
Sure we have bottles, that we ARE using for water storage which is our also our water bottles to school. We don't have newspapers at the moment because, honestly, we don't buy them.
I'm serious.

But please, use some common sense.
If I were to go into my house, bring out one small bottle and gave it to him, he'll offend me even more by saying how stingy I am, wouldn't that be worse?
If I had stocks of recycle-items, I would load his trolley for him.

Sighs. Ah well.

Forgiveness is great, and powerful.
I forgive this old man as the Lord forgives people who confesses and repent, no matter how gruesome the sin committed. He'll still love and accept you into His loving arms, despite the things you have done.
So, forgive others as they Lord has forgiven YOU.

Uncle, hope you won't do that again to other people or you'll be getting yourself dissed even worse, perhaps people may even land a fist at you at boiling point.

Senile?
Heh. Most definitely.

Nevermind old man...
I forgive you.

R.I.P

Lim Goh Tong

Passed on at 90

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