Tree Falls Monkey Scrams

Just got back to the office… it is late night as usual. Got outta town yesterday and slept at Udon, 700km away, for a night. Was there because somehow my client thinks that his database is a gaping black hole and can swallow anything he wants. 36million records in a matter of three months broke my application and the database… and I had no choice but to go there and fixed it.

On the way back… slight drizzle… strong winds. Then a car came from opposite with headlights flashing. Tot it meant police ahead but it was not. Up ahead.. was a tree fallen across.





Then all the cars started to jam up back the road. And soon doors open and curious onlookers all came forward. Nee nee nah nah… dunno what they say.. all gather ritually in front of tree. Then more cars came and more people walked forward. This time.. got parangs in hand walking towards and passed me. Wah piang… look liked the Gu-Wat-Jai movie.





One lao hero started chopping first and the rest followed. Eventually the lao hero was up in the branches chopping. Very on the ball. They all seemed to know what to do, like they are pretty used to this kinda stuffs. Public volunteers and all, chopping and taking the debris away. Impressed…. In Singapore what do we do? Like little children we sit in the car, like little children, we wait for someone else to come do the job. Shit spoilt we are.