A few days ago, my friend came down to KL with the only intention to go clubbing.
That's right. ONLY CLUBBING!
I REALLY MEAN IT!!NOTHING ELSE!!!!!!
Not even playing Gears of War 2 on an XBOX would excite him as much as what he would experience when the night(clubbing at zouk) comes.
Not even the thrill of a very fast car that took him down from Penang to KL in less than 2 and a half hours would provide him the excitement as well.
Not even shopping at Pavillion
and trying on very expensive suits such as PRADA that costs RM6,000 minimum was he not interested as well.
Even having a cup of coffee at Starbucks in Pavillion was not strong enough to keep him awake as he needed much rest so that he would be active and out-going in Zouk when the time comes which is of course very important when you're socialising especially if you're out hitting on girls.
Soon, night came and well, armed with his most expensive leather shoes and long sleeved striped shirt and "apple bottom jeans" and not to forget, an Armani Perfume of "I forgot what brand it was",
WE WENT TO ZOUK!
Now, I am not going to go into the details of a normal clubbing session which did not turn out the way he wanted it of what a perfect clubbing session like sitting on a chair with chicks like how Snoop Dogg would do it.
I am going to touch on what happened after clubbing which happened to be more interesting.
You see, even in a normal clubbing session, it is normally expected that you at least have a few drinks. And when i say drinks I don't mean orange juice or a cup of coke. I mean alcohol of course.
But of course, we know that people who drink Alcoholic beverages at night clubs are just a minority few. We all know that people who go to night clubs would drink plain water and pay hundred of dollars for this worlds purest water.
So, the police felt the same way and felt that they should check on this minority few and make sure that they stay away from the streets as drink and driving is not safe at all. They decided to put a road block a small distance away from Zouk only to stop a nice looking BMW which my friend was driving to test for Alcohol.
It almost seem that his BMW not only attracted women. It attracted policemen as well. Had I drove my construction-like working vehicle called Pajero, the police wouldn't have noticed me and felt that this unknown living creature in KL wouldn't be part of this minority group as his life is already tough enough and should be just drinking water.
What happens next..Well i'm going to go through this very quickly.
Breathlyser test --> Red (means on alcoholic influence)
Breathlyser test for second time --> Red (Proving on alcoholic influence)
We persist that he can drive.
They want to take him to Balai.
Driver says: Can you speak english?
Police says: Yes i can!(Continued to speak in Oxford English)
Police asks driver to seat behind.
Police takes over the wheel.
Then I told him.
Mr Gin says: Hey you tahu pandu BMW arr?
Police: Yes saya tahu, I tak ada lesen sahaja.
MrGin's Thoughts: ummm..what the hell did you just say?
Police: I tell you what, I cakap dengan You better you keluar kereta I talk to you behind.
Ok guys, I'm sure you would have figured out by now what the hell happens when the police talks to your friend (passenger) instead.
At the end of the night, Instead of going to the Balai, we were on our way back with myself driving and giving clear assurance that there would be no more road block along the way.
Aren't the police so nice!!
All I know is, had we drank water instead of Alcohol, my friend could have been better off hitting on women by taking them out for dinner which he clearly could have afforded after Zouk such as Ferengghi Garden.