Month: October 2006

I was visiting a friend the other night, we had dinner together and watched TV. I offered to throw out the rubbish. I went to the rubbish room and came across this:

I don’t know much about golf, except that it’s a rich man’s game (that’s what they say) and it involves a lot of walking, bunkers and lakes and buying golf balls from fellas who collect lost balls and sell them in plastic bags.

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Some residential areas provide for security services (i.e. security guards or guard patrols) to deter suspicious activities. Security is tighter in apartments/condominiums as it is one of the services provided for by the management.

A few months ago, I accompanied a friend to view an apartment unit he intended to buy. While waiting in the office of the management, we came across a newspaper article highlighting burglaries in apartments/condominiums. It highlighted a decision of the Consumer Claims Tribunal which rejected a resident’s claim for RM46,000+. He took a claim against the management and the security services.

Why do you think he lost?

The chairman of the tribunal decided that the duty of the security guard was not to prevent burglaries from happening – it is merely their obligation to call the police should they suspect something amiss. The guards are not required to deliberately make a chase and whack the robbers.

[Source: bigfoto.com]

Based on the agreement or arrangement with the management, the security service provided for by the management is for the care of common area and not for each individual unit. Extra precaution such as grilled doors and insurance cover for the apartment should be taken by the resident.

In the event that you think you should take legal action against the security firm, you will need to prove a strong case. Was the security guard derelict in his duty – was he asleep, not covering the CCTV, failed to patrol around the area at its designated hours, etc.

In legal jargon, this means that you have to prove that the security firm or management was negligent (meaning careless) in carrying out its duty.

So don’t go screaming at the management office or security guards if you get robbed. It’s not their fault!

Reference:
Judging the scope of security
Gated community residents upset over suit rejection

Maybe our 2 lawyers can help us shed some light on this.

Do any of you actually have a list of how you rate you ex-es? So that when they contact you out of the blue, asking,
“How was I as a girlfriend, tell me,”
you’d have your answer in hand:
“You are the WORST GIRLFRIEND I ever had!!!”
;D
I mean, she asked for it, didn’t she? ;P Would she be persistent enough to enquire further, “How???? How am I the worst one ever?”
Subconsciously, some will compare their current partners to the past ones for the good or the bad. Admit it. Of course, you’d better not be stupid enough to actually tell your current partner if he or she is worse than the previous ones, right? That’s a BIG NO NO.
Neither does:
“You should be more like my ex, she was really nice. She knew how to blah blah blah blah etc…”
Keep it to yourself, damn you!
I must admit that I am one of them. No no, don’t get me wrong, I don’t tell my current beau that s/he should learn some good tricks from my ex-es. I meant that, I do have one whom I rate as the best partner I have ever had. S/he made me feel how it was like to be on cloud nine and being in love was – the good stuff, basically. Every relationship after him was stagnant and downhill, occasionally – they made me unhappy more than i was ever happy.
Perhaps it’s the psychological effect of putting someone on a pedestal for so long.
It doesn’t mean that I’m secretly waiting for that ex to fall in love with me all over again, does it?

So I accompanied my hot chick of a friend to a function the other day, which required a cover charge. She feigned ignorance and pleaded with the bouncer to let her in, just because she was just 5 minutes past the designated hour. She smiled coyly, eyes wide open and rested her hand on the bouncer’s arm, cajolled him.
The bouncer let out a sigh, and let her in.
I followed suit, but to be stopped by the bouncer.
“No, you must pay the cover charge.”
“But… but…. I’m with her!” I protested, pointing to Hot Chick who glided in, as graceful as a swan.
She turned to see if I was right behind her, and saw Mr. Bouncer blocking my way. She sashayed towards us and told him, “Come on, let her in. Please?”
In that soft, baby voice, and she batted her eyelashes.
Mr. Bouncer sighed, surrendered to her feminine wiles and reluctantly let me in, the Ugly Baboon. I muttered a Thank You but Mr. Bouncer ignored me.