From my previous post, i mentioned that i lent some money to this Indian guy. But every time i tried to collect it from him, he gave hell a lot of excuses. The best part was, he used the same excuse all the time "saying that his boss was not around or his boss his will be coming later tonight." And all the time i would fucking stupidly accepted his stupid excuses. It's not i'm fucking dumb. I just don't want to make a hoo-haa out of the situation.
In the end, I was the one who suffered. It was not the amount of money that troubled me, it was the fact that just I'm just really a softie at heart. My character is not strong enough, not persistent enough and even though I looked 'strong' enough. I can't forgive myself, for letting him go so many times, using the same excuses. I'm not really angry with him, I'm angry with myself for having this soft type of character. One of the reason that motivated me to go down to the store and collect the money was I told myself, "How could I fall to the same excuses so many times, I didn't do something. I went to collect the money so many times, but still I can't complete the job. And I must it TODAY.
THE HISTORICAL MOMENT IN MY LIFE.
I can swear to God that I had never uses brute force to achieve what i want. I could never hurt anyone. I had never even fought with someone all this 28 years. I will try to control my anger or shall I say, I really a bit of a coward. When people would stand up to themselves when they were harmed or picked-on, I would rather run away from the face-off. But today, I know that I need to stand up for myself. I can't forgive myself for being the coward big guy. (So for kids who think that big people are aggressive, brute and downright ruthless, I'm the living proof that a big guy can be a softie)
Just now, I went down to collect my money. As I mentioned earlier on, I expected that bloody motherfucker would uses the same excuses. So i went prepared.
I went out from the lift. Walk slowly to the shop. From afar I saw two guys were sitting on the bench. One of them is that bloody motherfucker and his friend. I walk up to him. I didn't say anything or even looked at him. I just point at the shop.
Push open the glass door. Went to take a bottle of Maggi chili sauce. (Which i already plan to use it as my prop or defensive/offensive weapon, in case something gone wrong.) Walked towards the counter with the bottle in hand. The friend followed him back to the counter and still talking to him. After they stopped talking, and the other man went out. The fun starts.
Before I started talking, Mr. Motherfucker already had "My boss.....bla... bla... bla " coming out of his mouth. Before he finishes his sentence, I yelled at the mofo. It happened so fast that I don't really recall what i said. He still giving me the bullshit. I was holding the chili sauce bottle, then I slammed the bottle to the counter table. I'm sure there will be a dent on the counter-top, coz i knew i slammed fucking hard. I already knew this tactic will work.
He fucking dare to ask me why I'm so angry. I told him that i came here more than 5 bloody times to collect the money. Every time he would gave me the same bloody stupid excuses. And I kept fucking him hard. Then he phoned someone. I would suspect that he's calling for back-up since he got a situation staring down at him. And of course, I'm holding the glass bottle in my hand. After the phone call... everything went dead quiet. He opened up the cash register (reluctantly). I only saw RM1 notes. I'm sure he will fucking show that to me again so that i will fall for his bloody trap again. He lifted up the plastic casing that stores coins. Under that casing, he got 50bucks, hidden under it. He counted the money and give it to me. I 'grabbed' the money from him.
I paid for the bottle of chili sauce and left. I tried to slam the bloody glass door but unfortunately, there was this rack behind. It absorbed all the impact. And i walk back slowly to my place FEELING GREAT. There are times in your life that requires you to use brute force to achieve something. I'm sure that I will use it when it's necessary. When one way isn't working, i have to try it a different way. Just like playing video game, if you can beat the Big Boss with a certain strategy, you must change you way so that you can achieve victory.
Although this is not a moral behaviour to copy, but I'm seriously proud of myself today. Hell Yeah.
Labels: Brute force, Maggi Chili Sauce, Money, Victory