Just the other day, I promised Raphael to help him with promoting his mini theater, Jubilee Cabaret, featuring colourful and lively cabaret dances coagulated along with Malaysian cultural dances and song and not forgetting our Malacca's own baba nonya dances, songs and a lot more. So it's generally a whole new refreshing thing for me when I first watched it. Things of course got better as time goes by because they will often times slot in new performances and kick out the old such as Chinese New Year specials to keep things in time and fresh. Certainly a must watch for people who enjoys a good time on vibrant and happy performances. Little nonyas in kebaya, seronok sekali. Hahaha~
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An Indian dance as performed in the Jubilee Cabaret. Certainly very VERY entertaining.
Now, back to topic. As I was saying, I promised to help Raphael in promoting Jubilee, so I met him one afternoon to accompany him around town, visiting hotels after hotels to ask if they would allow us to place Jubilee pamphlets on their counter/tourist info section/etc.. Mind you, it's quality paper Raphael ordered for the printing of these pamphlet. Not some cheap thin material that people use to stick adverts on your windscreen. Glossed finish, thick quality paper. Certainly it's not too "low-class" to be displayed on a counter of a hotel right?
Of course, since we're asking for other people's help, you gotta expect the worst to come. We stepped into this little hotel called Malacca Straits Hotel. The receptionist was a guy and he was quite the pleasant man to talk to as he was really REALLY polite, like how hospitality services should be. We asked to see their Public Relation Officer to tell of our request and the man kindly nodded and told us to wait for a minute on the cushion. As much as the interior decor was a total overhaul, I cannot help but smell of a very familiar smell. You wanna know what that is? Sterilizer. The Malacca Straits Hotel used to be a hospital. Many may not know of this but us Malaccans know better. It certainly was funny when someone once called my dad and ask if he had stayed in that hotel before cause, my dad was admitted to that hospital and stayed in that building before it was turned into a hotel.
And 5 minutes later, this lady in headscarf came out from the room she was in and mind you she did not even greet us. (Talk about Public Relations Officer.. pfft~)
This rude lady certainly left us with a very bad impression of the management. She was bossy and was not even compromising. As we pitched our idea, she asked what's in it for them (the hotel). We said that we will be issuing two complimentary tickets for them to see the show so as to better understand the show and hence, be able to explain to the guest or our potential customers. The following reply was the most shocking and in fact, the worst you could explain from a PR officer.
"Apa? Dua tiket saja? Lepas tu? Bukan tiap-tiap bulan bagi?"
("What? Only two tickets? What about after that? You're not giving us tickets every month?")
I was certainly shocked! SHOCKED I say! The ticket was a COMPLIMENTARY, meaning we are already incurring loses to invite you to see the show and you DEMAND more?! One word to sum it up, greed. What a tard! She actually wanted more! I mean, we're only borrowing a 20cm x 10cm x 7cm spot on your precious little tourist information board to put some pamphlets and you wanted more?! Plus, you're only a freaking PR. And all the more because you're a PR, shouldn't you be more gracious on your choice of words?! The only salvation the hotel has I dare bet, was the receptionist. It's a tiny little hotel that charges a hand and a leg for a room BUT albeit the pricing, I saw a contingent of cyclist who's contesting in SUKMA (Sukan Malaysia) staying there. Does the Government has so much money to pamper these athletes that aren't even promising in the first place? I swear they are not promising because of a personal incident I had with a customer of this very hotel (A car signaled late and just blindly turned into the hotel compound without noticing this poor guy on motorbike, who happens to be yours truly, was right beside him and clashed into me.) and these cyclists have to butt their nose into our argument, ganging up on the Chinese guy (which is me) and end up being reprimanded by their coach for being busybodies. They lack the brain and logic while arguing (They claimed I was speeding and overtaking a car from the left. For god's sake, a motorcycle's lane is on the freaking left side of the road! And the fact that I was still sitting on my motorbike while the accident happen proves that I was riding within a safe speed or I would end up some meters away, implanting myself face-first on the tarred road during the collision. >< ) and also the courtesy on the choice of words. I swear I didn't even use any vulgar while arguing and all the while they kept spewing words like "fuck", "butto" meaning ass and the such, inclusive of racial sediments.
And so that quite summed up my boring days on the week that passed. My arm was left with a really big ugly bruise but thank god, nothing permanent and I am alright. That'd be my ranting for this moment. Thanks for reading. Ask me out for tea sometimes okay, for those who stay in Malacca, and for those who are going to be in Malacca, ask me out for tea too~ Follow me on my Facebook if you guys are interested in looking up for me. I'll bring you to places in Malacca where they are under the tourist radar yet charming altogether. Good food, beautiful beaches, breath-taking mountain view, you name it. Haha.
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