Mobile grouses

My friends, I have finally succumbed to peer pressure and … well common sense… and of course, financial sense.

Monday, I finally switched my pre-paid mobile to the more (at current moment) sensible post-paid. Dulu-dulu, mana ada prepaid nih. It was popular in the UK sure but when we returned home, we both took up post paid.

But the bill ! RM 300 hanya untuk bercakap ? I put on a limit, but Celcom dengan senang hatinya kata “Kami naikkan limit puan sebab penggunaan puan sebenarnya melebihi limit ni…”

Sebab itu lah aku letak limit mangkuk !! Nak control namanya. What is the limit for ?

So kami laki bini pun tukaq. Dulu nomor kami best. Yang pompuan 019-2265988 and yang jantan 019-2265977. Bila dah tukaq pre-paid, dah hilang nomor2 manja itu….

So last Monday, kami berdua pun sama-sama pi tukaq balik. Nasib baik sekarang keadaan dah advance, nomor lama kami yang fofular masih kekal kerana kalau tukaq orang mesti hilang arah dan tujuan tak dapat nak bercakap dengan kami. Jangan tak tau..

Anyway peer pressure came from Shazmi after I couldn’t call him back after his missed call. When he called me like after an hour wondering why I didn’t return it, my sheepish admission of, “Credit I habis le…” was met with, “Bukan budak-budak je yang guna pre-paid…?” Where did I put the kapak just now ? Gone missing pulak di saat-saat crucial ini.

Or when I was yapping away with Anu and our conversation was cut mid-way and when he called back and I explained, his very polite, “It’s okay, Ala…” and little laugh said it all.

Or when again I was yapping away with Ian and our conversation was cut at a very critical moment, my explaination was met by the briefest silence but I got what it meant. Especially after hearing the jokes that came after it.

Or when Kamalia and Amelia and Noreen called and I answered like the day after.

Financial pressure when I found out post-paid charges 13 sen to pre-paid’s 38 sen. Mak aiii…. Itu pun I tanya after Kamalia said she has both packages and found the post-paid is cheaper.

Common sense.. My car journeys became a bit dangerous when I have no credits left. The constant nipping to the shops for the credits. And the inability to just get the credit and not the magazines on display or the Slurpee. Oh, that come under financial sense… and fat content sense… He heh..

My time alone at home became a wee bit risky without any connection to the outside world. Sure I can e-mail HELP ! or put my FB status as “Ada orang nak masuk rumah aku weii… Tulung call polis…” but it might go unnoticed.

But then, all is not a bed of roses with post-paid, surely ? Masalah-masalah yang akan timbul that I foresee are, post-paid ada bill and laki aku akan nampak bill berkenaan. Haru lah bila dan tika ia berlaku. Habih lah aku sebab evidence akan kerajinan ku pot-pet pot-pet dan pot-pet pot-pet ada di depan mata. Pastu sapa yang nak pi bayaq bill ni ? RHB online buleh ka ? Dah tu, kalau pre-paid dah habis, aku masih buleh pi 7-11 pukui 3 pagi pun takpa. Tapi kalau dah kena bar hari Sabtu petang, Senayan baru boleh bayaq dak ? Bilanya depa nak sambung balik ?

Dan yang paling penting dan utama dan foremost is bisa kah aku guna below the RM 150 limit ?

Buleh ka ?

Can I ?

Will I ?

Aiseh.... actually I have another story to tell when I typed the first sentence... But it took a different turn pulak akhirnya.

Will sambung esok lah...

Keh keh