I was attacked last Friday when a man attempted to force his way into the house. It was nothing serious in the end, and the only thing that was bruised, was the man’s ego. I was not pleased at all with the behavior of the particular individual who we shall call “VC” as he is after all, vertically challenged.
It was a Friday evening like any other, except that Raj and Jay went out to the supermarket whilst Ahmad and I were in the house just the two of us. We were minding our own business when there was a knock on the main door.
I looked through the peephole to see VC, who at that time seemed like he had the pre-menstrual syndrome or something. I proceeded to unlatch, and opened the door slowly with the intention to ask if I could help with anything. The moment I moved the door back, VC attempted to force his way through by pushing the door. I was shocked definitely.
Thanks to my brief stint at a Shaolin Temple, my super sharp ninja reflexes saved my face from being smashed by jamming my foot at the door. When VC realized he could not get in, he demanded, “Open the door!”
Hey, here this is a stranger I have never seen before around the Mahindra compound telling me to open the door to my house? PLUS, he nearly smashed my face!
He’s asking for it. I told him, “No, I won’t open the door. Who are you?”
Again he demanded but I wasn’t about to give in to this madman. VC spoke something about putting the bag inside the common area (which is the living room, it is a common room and we knew about it) whilst he go off to take the keys from the main guest house. Thing is, if he would have asked graciously and not make me kiss the doorknob, I would consider. I again asked him and insisted that he cannot enter because firstly, who is he? Secondly, he doesn’t have any keys. Thirdly, he was being rude and everyone knows everyone hates rude people.
My foot was at the door all the time, and there were several attempts to force his way in whilst we were arguing. He started to look down on us by saying that we were just trainees and that we should respect his position as an engineer. Poor VC can be an engineer or so he claims, but he can’t understand simple physics as to why the door is so hard to open. What a jerk. I told him off by saying that he should get his keys before even asking for entry. He then went off with a mashed up face and said he’ll be back.
Who cares anyways?
So VC came back after Raj and Jay. This time when VC knocked (why did he knock when he has the keys?), Raj answered the door. I already told Raj about the incident and he opened the door with the door latched. Again, VC attempted to force his way the moment the door moved. But this time, the chain did the hard work. “Open the door!” VC demanded. Again.
See, Raj isn’t a fan of rude people just as I, and he asked “Who are you?”
VC claimed he has the keys, of which we proceeded by closing the door, and unlatching the chain, letting VC open it using his keys. What followed was an argument that elevated my respect for Raj ten-fold in the art of arguing.
VC kept insisting that we locked the door (wtf? VC only came today and he start accusing us for no reason) from the inside denying him access. It wasn’t a pleasant conversation as he persisted in bringing up the subject of us locking him out. To be clear, we were not here a month back where he claimed the locking happened. VC even had the cheek to accuse us. When that failed, he said it was one of our friends.
We were not at all happy and VC started shouting. VC kept interrupting our explanations with his stupid last month locking thing. And when he understood our point (thank God finally), he probably felt cornered and decide to have the final say by telling us to shut up and go to our rooms.
Wahhhhh… Our blood boiled with that remark.
I shall not go into details, but we got him to shut his trap in the end, and left him on his own in front of the TV with a VERY VERY bruised ego. His arguments were weak, and he didn’t have his mommy to run to. Poor VC watched TV for a brief 15 mins and left. Maybe he was crying on the inside and hoping that he got his pet dog to share his problems with.
I can’t help but be amazed by how big headed he was. Yes you can be an engineer or the King’s official ball carrier, but who cares about all that when you are rude?
We have since sorted this matter out with the management, and this kind of behaviour is generally an isolated case and that there was no wrong in our part.
It was a Friday evening like any other, except that Raj and Jay went out to the supermarket whilst Ahmad and I were in the house just the two of us. We were minding our own business when there was a knock on the main door.
I looked through the peephole to see VC, who at that time seemed like he had the pre-menstrual syndrome or something. I proceeded to unlatch, and opened the door slowly with the intention to ask if I could help with anything. The moment I moved the door back, VC attempted to force his way through by pushing the door. I was shocked definitely.
Thanks to my brief stint at a Shaolin Temple, my super sharp ninja reflexes saved my face from being smashed by jamming my foot at the door. When VC realized he could not get in, he demanded, “Open the door!”
Hey, here this is a stranger I have never seen before around the Mahindra compound telling me to open the door to my house? PLUS, he nearly smashed my face!
He’s asking for it. I told him, “No, I won’t open the door. Who are you?”
Again he demanded but I wasn’t about to give in to this madman. VC spoke something about putting the bag inside the common area (which is the living room, it is a common room and we knew about it) whilst he go off to take the keys from the main guest house. Thing is, if he would have asked graciously and not make me kiss the doorknob, I would consider. I again asked him and insisted that he cannot enter because firstly, who is he? Secondly, he doesn’t have any keys. Thirdly, he was being rude and everyone knows everyone hates rude people.
My foot was at the door all the time, and there were several attempts to force his way in whilst we were arguing. He started to look down on us by saying that we were just trainees and that we should respect his position as an engineer. Poor VC can be an engineer or so he claims, but he can’t understand simple physics as to why the door is so hard to open. What a jerk. I told him off by saying that he should get his keys before even asking for entry. He then went off with a mashed up face and said he’ll be back.
Who cares anyways?
So VC came back after Raj and Jay. This time when VC knocked (why did he knock when he has the keys?), Raj answered the door. I already told Raj about the incident and he opened the door with the door latched. Again, VC attempted to force his way the moment the door moved. But this time, the chain did the hard work. “Open the door!” VC demanded. Again.
See, Raj isn’t a fan of rude people just as I, and he asked “Who are you?”
VC claimed he has the keys, of which we proceeded by closing the door, and unlatching the chain, letting VC open it using his keys. What followed was an argument that elevated my respect for Raj ten-fold in the art of arguing.
VC kept insisting that we locked the door (wtf? VC only came today and he start accusing us for no reason) from the inside denying him access. It wasn’t a pleasant conversation as he persisted in bringing up the subject of us locking him out. To be clear, we were not here a month back where he claimed the locking happened. VC even had the cheek to accuse us. When that failed, he said it was one of our friends.
We were not at all happy and VC started shouting. VC kept interrupting our explanations with his stupid last month locking thing. And when he understood our point (thank God finally), he probably felt cornered and decide to have the final say by telling us to shut up and go to our rooms.
Wahhhhh… Our blood boiled with that remark.
I shall not go into details, but we got him to shut his trap in the end, and left him on his own in front of the TV with a VERY VERY bruised ego. His arguments were weak, and he didn’t have his mommy to run to. Poor VC watched TV for a brief 15 mins and left. Maybe he was crying on the inside and hoping that he got his pet dog to share his problems with.
I can’t help but be amazed by how big headed he was. Yes you can be an engineer or the King’s official ball carrier, but who cares about all that when you are rude?
We have since sorted this matter out with the management, and this kind of behaviour is generally an isolated case and that there was no wrong in our part.
7 comments:
whoa what an excited story! But quite scary too lah.. I hope he won't come back again. I guess in a strange land there bound to be some strange characters around. Just be careful and take care you guys!
You and the rest did the right thing. why should we give in to some dude who simply cant say the holy word 'please'..his attitude by shouting /raising his voice demanding to be let into the house has proven that he is an arrogant cow.lucky me, has sent you to blk 749 for the silat baldi...nyeh nyeh nyeh.. be sure who you let into the house and prepare some pepper spray in case you forget the silat steps...:)
love mamadee...
Wak Yana,
I hope we never get to see him again can! Taking care as always... :)
Tan Dao,
He better shut up or there will be 4 pairs of fists jammed in his mouth. :P
Glad you shared the same sentiments dawg!
Mamadee,
Our security procedures between the 4 of us still remain the same and we look out for each other. Thankful to have the 3 guys cover my back here in Nashik. :)
Don't worry k, we are doing fine.
I heard that JY stared at the dude for a full ten minutes as he was watching tv. Fierce or what.
Farah,
I didn't keep track of how long he stared at that man, but it seemed like a really long time.
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