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| Arses of the World Unite! |
Okay, so the day haven't exactly been the best of days... we had an appointment at a private hospital for a medical check-up and the arsely insurance customer services completely screwed us left, right and centre with the guarantee letter; leaving us waiting for 3.5 hours at the hospital while our appointment time was slipping by.
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| F1 means fast and efficient! Yeah, right! |
Man, the insurance company may have been an internationally-acclaimed company (with F1 participation even!) but with "assets" in the form of selected customer services personnel (like the En Azrul whom was screwing up the process left, right and centre) today, I am so not going to promote this company no more in front of my peers. In fact, I dare say that this company sucked big time!
Thank goodness we met a really nice doctor; and I was so frustrated that I wanted to just pay for the check-up vide my own funds (for goodness sake, it was just a mere RM160- surely the premium payable to the company was many times over this palpable amount so much so that the insurance company should have just used its common sense instead of making us wait 3.5 hours and making all types of excuses before finally accepting its responsibilites- after the clinics were closed, that was!). The doctor stayed back beyond the 5.00 pm closing time and we saw her at 5.45 pm.
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| Aslan was not pleased to be associated with this insurance company's company today! |
And after we left, there was still a Chinese couple waiting in the admission room for the same insurance company to issue the guarantee letter for her check-up. Man, this company has just about the most horrendous customer services I have ever faced! So much for Aslan (the lion, that was) then!
4.5 hours later, we came out from the hospital and ventured out for dinner- bearing in mind that I have not had a proper lunch even. Since we were in no mood to cook after having lost our appetite from the horrendous customer services, we went for a take-away. Sharlotte wanted her Sub of the Day; but as there were none that we know of around the area, we had to give it a miss.
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| Nice view! |
After packing dinner, we ventured on Jalan Damansara and after a bit of driving, there was an evident nice bassy thump of exhaust note behind our Forte. A glimpse at the rear view mirror produced a pearl white 147 with an Autodelta bodykit (if I wasn't mistaken) tailgating dangerously close.
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| Before the Inspira, there was the Lancer GT draft! |
Now, I always had a soft spot for Alfas and Fiats; so I shifted aside to let the 147 pass by. As soon as the 147 passed, there was a black Lancer GT sticking to my rear dangerously close. It seemed that both gentlemen were in a spot of fun trying to outgun each other on the mildly-congested road. I looked at Sharlotte if we could join in the fun and caught the twinkle in her eyes; so I knew I was spared for a lil' 15 mins of defensive driving learnt from all those courses.
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| Forte in the city! |
Putting pedal to metal, there were soon 3 guys running by each other. The traffic was so-so so it was fairly easy playing just torque and not so much on top speed. With some skills wheeving to and fro the traffic, it wasn't long before all that could be seen from the 147 was its beautiful arse running off into the sunset; while the Lancer GT and I had each other for company. Both of us parted ways when he turned towards Federal Highway while I took the turning towards Mont Kiara.
It was just a friendly run, and it was good to lay off some of the frustrations faced from the stupid customer services faced earlier. Point to note? An 147, when well-maintained, still kicks ass and sure beats its modern counterparts not just in the stylishly Italian looks department.
Alfa Romeo sure knows how to make 'em cars. You rock!
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