Where NOT to go in Mid Valley if you're pregnant
And why diamonds are a girl's best friend
My heavily pregnant sister-in-law had fainting spells while we were out shopping in Mid Valley today. We walked into the Springfield clothes shop nearby and asked the sales manager if she could sit down there for a while. The manager squinted at my sister-in-law's belly, paused, squinted again, scowled and impatiently blurted out "Aiiiyaaa, we have no spare seats lo - go down the mall and look for a bench lah." Two sales girls were seated nearby, wolfing down their noodles while chatting about their boyfriends, while a third seat not too far away was occupied by another sales girl giggling on her cell phone.
With my sister-in-law about to pass out at any time, we had no choice but to rush next door to the Selberan diamond jewellery shop. The reception there couldn't have been more starkly different. My sister-in-law was quickly ushered to a customer lounge and asked to lie down on a sofa. The sales manager arranged for a wheelchair to be brought from the Concierge Office, so we could wheel her to our car to go to the hospital. While we were waiting for the wheelchair, we were offered cold drinks and were made to feel as comfortable as if it had been in own our living room.
So, if you should think that most Malaysians are the callous, cold-hearted, insensitive and unsympathetic animals you'd find at Springfield in Mid Valley, think again. There are also Malaysians like Puan Rokiah, the sales manager at Selberan, and Ratnam, the security guard. They are the real diamonds among us.