sorry, wrong number!

yesterday. the funniest thing happened.

we went to see our new house's progress righting the defects. it sure is slow progress, into 3 weeks already and still, no updates from esatek. sometimes i want to strangle those people, never miss taking advantages in the mean time victimising us poor people.

back to the story. decided to cruise the neighborhood, just looking you know, what kind of renovations they have done, and who have move in, and so on. many ad posters/banners are up, screaming for us to take them up. oh well, since we are on a tight budget, we decide to just stick to the basics while waiting for another home ready, hopefully by 2012. then, unleashed powers baby!

sorry, side-tracked again. ;p so we arrived to our house. a car was parked in front of the gates. we were, ahh the contractor must be here to get things done quickly. (i had to threaten them we will be thrown out in the streets by end of dec).

so, we went in, the door was locked. tried our keys but to no avail. a worker came from next door and gave us the key, telling us to return it after that. i didnt think anything was funny, because i did report a defect on the main door of the house, so i assume they got the locks changed. wah bagus betul diorang ni.

we into the house and inspected any new progress. it seems that the defects we reported were fixed while many extra defects were tabbed. wahh memang bagus betul, very thorough without our supervision. were quite satisfied with minor details noted for the developer later on. locked up the house and returned the keys, when a neighbour opposite came up to us,

anak dia ke ni?

eh tak, kami tuan rumah lah.

eh yeke? kalau x silap saya, polis punya rumah ni. saya ikut dia tgk rumah ni. dah nak start buat renovation dah.

ya? dia silap rumah ke?

takkan kot, dua kali saya ikut dia.

we just nodded, uhuh kami nak balik cepat ni, when we saw the house number. 38!!!!!! not bloody 20!!! (i knew i hate that number) we quickly ran into our car, and burst into laughter. oh my god, how can we be such fools???!

giggling all the way, we finally stopped at the right house. yeap, definitely right, and truthfully i think my house fare better than the one we went to. it's just a matter of time, whether they can get them done on time or not.

after much debating, we went back to that pakcik and told him the real story. had to put on a straight face though. you never know, this is a police we are dealing with. ;p

we couldnt stop laughing until we went to bed.

what if the real owners came when we were in the house? dahlah polis, makkk!