Now, one of the most common things that I normally use this blog for is to complain and to keep up with tradition, here's another complaint I'm going to make, this time about the Malaysian Immigration.

Now, I work at the Student Service department in a college and one of my jobs is to help the international students in their passes and visas into the country so that they can come here to study. So today I went there to the JIM (Jabatan Imigresen Malaysia) in Putrajaya along with a new student to help him make the pass.

So...first there was the usual long wait. Ho-hum. Despite what people say, Immigration can still be slow when doing their job. Big deal. Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose. Then it was my turn and we went up to Counter 15 and the attendant's name was Hasnita.

So we were at the counter, handing in the documents and waiting for her to get on with it when all of a sudden, she hands the documents back and says, "Get lost. I don't want to see your face again. Jangan kacau saya." In the loudest voice possible.

The words 'What the fuck' is most appropriate in this situation.

I was like 'Huh? What happened?' I mean there's no normal reason that I was aware of for anyone to suddenly burst out like that. It's like a stranger suddenly coming up to you and say 'Fuck you' for absolutely no reason.

Anyways, since I was still standing there a bit stunned, Hasnita's voice grew louder and she repeated what she said and so I had to leave the counter. Then we checked ourselves and the documents to see what in the world could have pissed her off like that. Then we found the culprit.

The payment for the temporary pass that we were applying for was slipped into the student's passport and thus she thought we were trying to bribe her. Alright, fair enough. Still, too rude since no explanation was offered as to why we were brusquely casted off like this.

So we went to the number counter, explained the situation to the person in charge and they told us to take another number and wait. Again. Fine. I can be patient. So we took and waited again.

And to our great fortune, we got the bitch Hasnita again. Alright. I went up to the counter, apologised for what happened earlier and explained what went wrong. In the words of the bitch: 'Saya sudah kata tadi. Saya tak mahu tengok muka you lagi. Jangan kacau saya.'

Fine. I'm not going to take it anymore from that rude, crude brute of a woman so I went to another counter, explained what happened, was told to take another number and avoid her.

So after the pass was finally settled. But let this be a lesson to all of you. If ever you have to go to the 3rd floor of the Immigration department in Putrajaya to renew your pass or whatever, avoid the bitch, Hasnita like the plague. She is extremely rude, obnoxious and deserving of the cliche that is most government servants' image.

Alright...step 1 completed. Now for the national complaint...

TTFN.