A day at the Imigration Department.

Yes, I take this oppurtunity to get my passport done. Since the last day in PAMB, I have not be waking up so early anymore, 5.30 am. Getting ready and make up a bit then me and mum headed out and got a taxi. We reached Wilayah Complex at around 6.30am. I got my IC photocopied, got all my stuff arranged and I was the 17th in the queue... hahaha, yes there are somebody earlier. I guess the first guy must have been there since 5.30 am maybe.
Celaka, got people got hired to just queue for others. 2 persons 'squeezed' in - me drop from 17th to 19th.... apa ni? But then, the lady behind the guy who 'cop' places for the 2 guys mangkuk that fella, but then nothing was done....still their leg was glue to that position - kanasai! Never mind, never mind.

Then at 7am, we saw the guard open the metal grill, all of us was so hopeful...and the officers all going in. Some people (i think kampung mari) thought they are civilian who jump queue and quickly abandoning their queue:

Kampung boy A: Eh, can jump queue like that ah? We also do that lor.

Kampung boy B: Yaloh, we also slowly slowly squeeze in from the side lor, faster lor like that.

Pig_angel: (hearing what they said from the line) Stupid! If can jump queue like that, we don't have to line up lah.... ( the 2 kampung boys did not hear)

Uncle from nearby laugh like hell.

7.45 am, finally we were allowed to move into the office. Of course being M'sian with our courtesy, the golden age citizens first then we follow. So, end up I am no 35. Being M'sian, can't help noticing why the imigration officers so mang zang.

Scenario 1:
Husband queueing for the wife while the wife gone for breakfast. But the wife did not come back (wondering where the heck she go for breakfast). when the husband reached the counter 'Eh, this is not the person supposed to be' - REJECT.

Pig_angel was thinking: Padan Muka!

Scenario 2:
Announcer: 8030, kaunter 9. Kesian the officer, repeated 2 times, still nobody. Proceed.

Announcer: 8031, kaunter 9. Again repeated 2 times, and still nobody went to the officer.

Aiyoo... where did they go? they are supposed to be waiting for their no. The look on the officer is so glum and black... he continue on another 2 numbers, also empty. Malaysian.


And finally at 8.45 am, pig_angel and mum got taxi home. Now waiting to collect passport... hahahaha.