在吉隆坡，我(意外地)坐過雙計的Executive taxi回家，我也坐過Mercedes去吃大排檔，但沒有比坐警察的電單車來得大排吧… 經紀朋友，當你收到這張口供，希望你感受到它的不簡單
I have heard that Malaysian police give 0 efficiency 0 reliability. All I wished was not having any chance to deal with them.
Unfortunately I lost my student ID last week and HKU asked me to pay $120 for the replacement. It was good that I had insurance but my agent asked me to get a proof from the police.
Holiday in Malaysia AGAIN. I took the time to go to the Sentral station police to report my case. “You bought insurance for your student ID?” Its pretty embarrassing… He then gave me a piece of draft paper to draft my own statement and he just copied my words into his paper. As I wrote, he kept reading through my passport, “wow, you are a British citizen.”
He made a call and repeated my statement word to word to his colleague over the phone and asked my personal information, including “what’s your religion?”
I thought everything is done when I signed on the statement yet he just gave me the copied version and ask me to go to another police station for the computerised copy. “We don’t have computer here.”
I have heard that there was a police station on my way back but I didn’t know where was it. I saw a police van so I asked them where I could find a police station. “Its too far. You must take a cab.”
For two things I no longer trust the Malaysian – (1) “It is not spicy.” (2) “It is too far. You must take a cab.”
I asked them to point the location on my map so I could walk there. Just before I left the van, a young policeman asked “you alone?”
When I just turned a corner, there was a motorcycle stopped by and it turned out to be the fat police officer offering a ride to the police station. It could be romantic but its more like a tender father worrying about his daughter. So we reached the “unreachable” police station in 3 minutes. When I looked at his big tummy, I really really wanted to say “please walk more…” This uncle was so nice that he waited me till I got my computerised statement.
In KL, I have (mistakenly) taken the executive taxi back home and I was on a Mercedes to a hawker stall but nothing was more luxurious than taking a police motorbike to take a statement for the HKD120 student ID claim…
I have heard from the Malaysian that they don’t know why the local policemen just didn’t look like those handsome ones on the Hong Kong police movies. Well, from this experience, I salute to these policemen for treating my case sooooo seriously as if my student ID case was already the biggest case of the day.
P.S. To match the whole style of the story, the computerised statement for sure had to be full of spelling mistake…