I know I’m a gaijin to many Terengganu eyes, from my appearance to my language. But still, I don’t go out causing a riot or intentionally piss you off just because I need to eat. So please, not bothering to deliver orders or being resentful just because you don’t bother to explore your own ‘country’ are petty excuses to make me feel unwelcome. And I’ve had enough of stares from Japanese makcik and pakcik to last me a life time, thank you very much.
It is never funny when people make statements which technically means foreigners go home, when they actually need the so-called foreigners to do jobs locals are not able (or just don’t bother) to do.
Still, it is annoying when you go to a services provider and have its foreign staff not properly trained to handle customers’ requests. Like getting peanut butter toast when you asked for kaya toast.
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As the plane took off yesterday, I looked out towards the long coast line and wondered if my one-hour sailing episode last week was worth all the challenges I’ve had in the past three months. Almost. Next is horse riding!