Ikea is very famous among all Malaysia. Not for their furniture's, but for their meatballs.I wasn't a big fan for their furniture's but somehow Dani and my mom love's going to Ikea.
Usually when I react Ikea food court, the first thing I notice is - the tables. The tables are always messy. I dont blame the cleaner, I really dont. Who I blame - the customer. US!
As my mom sit on the chair and as I was cleaning the table to make room for us to eat then comes one young couple asked me if I could clean the table next to us so that they could eat as well. I looked at my mom and my mom told the couple that they're were capable enough to clean it themselves and that her daughter is not the cleaner.
Then the couple were reluctant but they did it. So we continue our lunch and talked about our purchased. They this couple stood up as they finished eating. My mom again being her called out the couple and said, can you clear the table so that someone else can sit and have their meal. Well, the guy was angry and started shouting " aku bukan bangla! " and they walked away.
My mom was in shocked and I was about to go to him and give him a slap in the face for shouting at an old lady let alone my own mother.But then I looked at my mom, " lets just hope he doesnt talked to his mother like that!". I was pretty pissed off. I was saying ' fucking son of a bitch luckily my mom was there, if not ur dead! '.
Ive seen so many similar situation at other places as well. I dont want to condemn my own people but sometimes, Im ashamed of my own people. As many of you know I travel alot growing up. Most part of the globe me and my family have travel and all I can say is that they treat their country as their own home. They clean after they eat even at a restaurant, or fast food restaurant, they dont throw garbage's on the free way or spit on the side walk.
It doesnt requires alot of effort to pick up your trash, put it on a tray and put the tray away.It that simple!
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