Thank You!

***this was written way back when I was in Langkawi and I still think it has to be posted, anyhow!***


Thank You.

I don't know if I'm the only one who realize this but those are the two words hardly uttered in most of our daily lives. Like it's an ego cruncher or life destroyer that some people find it difficult to use. Are they shy? Or simply ignorant that it actually means something to some people. As a matter of fact, to everybody. Let's not get to other greetings you could think of. From the minute you wake up, to walking down the block to the store, to jumping on the bus back home and back to your bed. Don't we ever feel the emptiness without a single greetings uttered to show that little appreciation to people around us? They make our day for God's sake. Or maybe we didn't even realize that either. Should I blame it on the norm that is totally in disagreement to a religion called politeness? A simple gesture of appreciation would make a whole world of difference in other's life. I noticed the lackage and it became more and more obvious as days go by. You know when you realize something is wrong and you try to pick on it, it ended up being that dirty blob on a piece of white cloth you easily spot. And it annoys you the more you stare at it.
So here I was walking towards a long queue where a bunch of people waiting for those workers to bring out our dinner. They were running a little late than usual. And the line is growing within just minutes. But not long after that, here she came carrying a huge pot of rice. Trying to make her way out of that small door with such a huge pot to feed a bunch of ungrateful monkeys. She managed to get through that door without a single help from the onlookers who didn't think they should leave their line, or someone else is going to take their spot. Seconds away, few other workers carried out some other foods to be served. The line was filled with people who weren't getting any happier with that 15 minutes-delayed dinner. I could even hear voices of ungrateful hungry bastards talking words of disguise. Yes, so they were 15 minutes late. Not their fault. It was the chef who took entire afternoon figuring out what to serve for dinner. I'm sure he'll tell you "Good food takes longer to prepare". But the fact and matter is he never brings out anything good out of that kitchen. So yes, we shall all blame the chef for the delay. But not a single mouth said 'thank you' to the aunty who struggled her way out of that door, work hard to prepare dinner for them.Not even to those other workers who carried out their food. They looked tired as hell and all they got now is a line full of people who didn't believe that 'thank you' would do any good to their empty tummy that should have been filled 15 minutes ago. And we say that they were cruel for bringing the food out 15 minutes late?
How about that uncle who goes up and down the stairs to every single block every morning and evening, everyday to turn the air conditioning system on for us? People simply pass him by with a look of annoyance. Why? Because he goes up to every floor at every block to turn the air conditioning system off every single morning at 6? Because you have to sleep that extra 4 to 5 hours with only your fan circulating the not-so-cold air in your room? He didn't want to do it! He never wanted having to do that every morning. Waking up at 5am to turn off air conditioning system so everyone can be mad at him and later turn it back on at 8pm, hoping everybody would be nice to him again. He was told to do so. The fucking management told him to do so. Those cheap skate bastards are the one you should be mad at. Not that poor uncle who is just doing his job. Don't give him that look of disguise. What is so wrong with a simple greetings when you bump into him at the hallway? Or at the staircase? A 'thank you' would be very pleasing to his ears as he walks up to every floor to turn the air conditioning system back on. If he doesn't do it, you are not only going to be living the whole afternoon without air conditioning system, but you'll be sleeping without it too tonite.
Like I said, the more I stare at it, the more annoying it gets. The more I see and the more I hear, the more I feel irritated. Aren't we living in a civilized world where politeness takes an upper hand? Now go and say that magic word to everyone who help you make your day. The magic word that could certainly put a smile on our deary aunty's face who slaves herself to cook proper dinner for us. It may not be the best dinner you could ask for but enough to keep you from dying of hunger. Or you could simply take away that tired face of our poor uncle with that two magical words. Sounds too simple for a change but sometimes in life those little things that make a whole world of difference. Only we find it hard to see because we are too busy concentrating on other matters. The unnecessaries.
Thank you.