Oh! Not again!!!

This morning, while I was studying in my room, suddenly…

My adrenaline level suddenly boosted up.

I was in Fight condition of Fight-or flight response

Why?

I saw a man came and looked by my window.

I saw him, and he saw me.

Then, I quickly stood up and went to the living room.

He, again, asked whether we need grass-cutting-service.

I answered “NO!” loudly. (At that time, I really don’t know what to do. Catch him? Let him go? Scold him? Call a police?)

He began to switch the issue to “wall-painting”.

Again, I said “WHAT?!” and “NO!” loudly.

Then, Mark came out from his room.

He felt guilty and quickly ran by his motorbike.

I should copy his motorbike’s number.

But, never mind, if you come next time, I have a plan for you… Hehehe

I wonder whether Kuching people are so “friendly”, offer grass-cutting-service so frequently even though the grass is still short.

If want give a reason, give a new one la.

Don’t always grass-cutting.

Every time after the request for grass-cutting, the next midnight must have something happen.

Event 1: A lost of leather and sport shoes, about RM1000
Event 2: A lost of some pairs of sandals including my old, cheap, sandals
Event 3: Tonight or tomorrow night…

We may develop grass-cutting-phobia-syndrome.
Tonight and tomorrow night, we will stay awake to catch you! Beware!