Malaysians-Perculiar

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I'm working as a waiter you see, meeting kinds of people, even talked to them. This very silent and peaceful night, there was this man who looks like a Japanese to me, but speaks in kinda bad English, but at least he got his message delivered.

He went off to buy cigarette, leaving his girl friend sitting at the table. I wondered what took him so long as the 7-11 is just nearby. 15minutes later, he came back with anger.

"THERE WAS AN ACCIDENT AND A GUY WAS BLEEDING ON THE ROAD, YET NOBODY CAME TO HELP HIM! THEY ALL STAND WITH HAND-FOLDED AND WATCHING HIM! WHAT THE F***, THE TAXI DRIVER JUST WATCH HIM AND REFUSE TO SEND HIM TO THE HOSPITAL! F***, THEY HAVE NO RESPECT FOR LIFE AT ALL!"

From his conversation with his girl friend and two other customers sitting beside them, I know that he paid the taxi driver RM50 and ask the driver to send him to the hospital.
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Look at this, we actually need a foreigner to tell us, how cold is our heart! How selfish we are! Shame aren't you Malaysians? I feel shame about this because I wasn't there helping. He was right and he has the right to condemn us! He did help out, and did we do? Watching the bloody man dying?! There is no respect for life, no respect for the God who created life!

And it wasn't a Malaysian helping a Malaysian, but a foreigner! Think about it guys!

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