Baru2 ini dika dapat pelajaran baru mengenai pentingnya merubah kata 'kalau saja' menjadi 'lain kali.' Penggunaan kata yg berbeda itu bisa menumbuhkan rasa optimisme dalam diri kita.

Dika benar2 takjub dengan ajaran itu (bahkan sang gadis desa lugu imut ini menganggap itu adalah pelajaran yg paling berharga selama berlangsungnya kursus-kursus-an ini -- mind you, I don't think a lesson about how you could eat with fork and knife is important; I've been living for four years in the land where those fork and knife come from without even trying to use them to eat). Dan tentu saja, proses takjub itu tidak begitu saja bertahan lama tanpa mengahadapi ujian2 dari pemikiran dika yang kritis (kata kritis digunakan untuk memperhalus kata 'ngeyelan').

Ujian utama datang karena dalam kamus dika, si gadis desa lugu imut, kata 'lain kali' berarti sesuatu yang tidak pasti dan belum tentu terjadi. Sehingga, menggunakan kata 'lain kali' dalam penyusunan kata2 dika sama dengan mengangankan sesuatu yang tidak pasti. Dan, mengangankan sesuatu yg tidak pasti sama dengan memberi ijin bagi dika untuk tidur lebih lama (karena memang hobinya tidur, namanya juga gadis desa lugu imut :p)

Contohnya dalam hal numpang lewat di benua tempat pisau dan garpu berasal, berapa kali si seorang gadis desa lugu imut bisa dapet kesempatan buat mampir ke situ? Nggak banyak, sekali juga udah bagus.

Lalu, Apakah kata2 'lain kali' bisa diaplikasikan untuk situasi seperti itu?

Lama2, setelah bingung sendiri dengan gugatan yg diajukan tentang penggunaan kata 'lain kali,' si gadis desa akhirnya menyadari bahwa kata2 'lain kali' tidaklah harus diartikan sebagai situasi yang persis plek sama.Kalau di contoh di atas si gadis desa mendapat kesempatan untuk ini itu di sana dan di situ, maka untuk selanjutnya, kata lain kali bisa digunakan untuk setiapkesempatan yg datang, tidak hanya pada kesempatan yang ini itu serta di sana dan di situ-nya sama.

And somehow, I think it helps. Karena menggunakan 'lain kali' telah menghilangkan kesan menghakimi dan menyalahkan diri sendiri, sehingga bisa bikin kita lebih bersifat positif.

So, Next time, I'll be better..


dika
trying to forget that scene (and why on earth do I keep remembering that? I'm not even sure if that person still remember those words)

Kamu tau gak klo di indo sekarang ada cuti bersama?
He? cuti bersama?
Hu uh. Jadi, hari2 kecepit nasional tu dijadiin hari2 cuti bersama
Enak lakkan, liburnya jadi banyak
Gak laa, itu kan motong jatah cuti tahunan
Ooo, di sini juga ada, namanya #$%^&
Tapi di situ ada cuti bersama yg dibatalin gak?

Pasti gak ada. Pasti itu adanya cuma di indonesia. Kan pemerintah memang berambisi untuk dicatat di MURI (Museum rekor ... ...). Makanya mbatalinnya juga nunggu pas H-2, pas sore2 beberapa menit sebelum kantor tutup. Rekor banget kan?

atau mungkin pengen ngasi kesempatan ikatan karyawan buat ngebukuin rekor juga (rekor ijin terbanyak karena para anggotanya terlanjur pada beli tiket buat mudik)

atau ke travel industry aja (rekor laba terbesar daripengenaan biaya pembatalan tiket yg terlambat karena masih banyak karyawan indonesia yg ternyata cukup rajin dan ga jadi ijin)

atau jangan2 pemerintah pengen dikasi penghargaan sebagai pemerintah yg penuh pengertian karena memberi kesempatan pihak lain buat dimasukin MURI? -tanyakan saja pada rumput yg bergoyang, klo rumputnya belom kebanjiran..


*efek cultural shock, rada2 bete sama hal2 yg berbau gak jelas :p

Well, yes, from the title you could guess that this post will be a complain. A hard complain (and let's safe a post about how is dika doing in Indonesia for another time..:p). And it's not mandatory for you to read, unless you are a staff member of t-mobile, doesn'tmatter from which geographical area you are (it could be from the stupidest Dutch t-mobile -t-mobile.nl, or from -maybe the smarter one- British t-mobile). You guys could be a franchise or licensor or whatever, but you guys must be care for each other reputation.

You guys are lucky because one of your customer who kindly requested a switching account and kindly called you every month to monitor the process not cursing you to death when she was told that she would need to request another form and being charged for another three fucking months because her initial request was not being honoured. You guys are lucky that the internet connection in her home country is awfully slow that she would not be able to easily make a phone call by VoIP and make a life show of how-to-handle-an-awfully-stupid-customer-centre.

If you need details, you could continue to read this blog, otherwise, I would kindly ask you to rever to another blog -it's too boring to be read.

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It's a story of how a cute-innocent-village-girl had to leave a country for good within a week. About how she asked directly to the selling point from her phone provider (and thanks for their stupid queuing system, she finally got an answer that she had to ask a termination form by phone -not by queuing in person, after she had waited for about forever), and about many other things to ensure that even a first grader kid would understand that the cute-innocent-village-girl was willing to switch her card from abonement (and this time I have no clue what is the english word) to pre-paid.

When she was in a decision point of whether or not she could go home by the following week, she contacted her provider by phone, asking if its possible to request the termination or switching form. She spoke with a lovely lady named Mrs. Yvette Mook (although by the time she write this post, she couldn't ensure that Mrs. Mook is still as lovely as before). The lovely Mrs. Mook told her that the form would be sent within two weeks, BUT she ensure that an informal letter with a signature and copy of passport / ID would be able to replace the form.

With the information from the lovely Mrs. Mook, and some other informations from other Dutch institutions, the cute innocent village girl, named Dian Apradika Kusumawati or Dian Kusumawati or D. Kusumawati, or dika, printed her for good ticket.

The following day, she sent the requested letter, with (the bloody expensive) registered mail. A nice letter with explanation that she would leave the country for good (and she thought that every one in this universe knows what's the meaning of for good). She attached her current address (the address in which she would life until the following week) and her permanent address in Indonesia. The mail was confirmed to be received by the stupid office (let's call them T-Mobile) the following day.

Being a conservative human being, she checked the status of her request every month. She also asked if she need to hand in any other document(s). All the other T-Mobile lovely customer services (too bad she didn't take their name) told her that request was right on track, the card ould be switched by December (means 21st December 2007). No other document was necessary, although they somehow, sent the form to the Dutch address of the cute-innocent-village-girl (and she thought that every one in universe is aware that leaving a country for good means leaving the country forever, means all mail communication should be sent to her home country -even the lovely immigration and tax office understand about such thing). Well, my apologies for the wrong expectation..

Luckily, she managed to get the form, although according to the call that she made on December, she was not supposed to return the form to the lovely T-Mobile (and of course, she just kept the form as a souvenir).

And thanks to their wonderfully stupid system, the cute-innocent-village-girl had been kicked out from their billing access website since September (right after she sent the letter). That means, there was no other way of checking her billing and request status other than calling the bloody call center, and waited for about forever.

You know the next story, after she called the lovely T-Mobile for the fourth times in January 2008.

She doesn't need a sorry from the lovely T-Mobile, she just need her money back. The exchange rates of Euro is increasing and she stil comes from a developing country. And of course, in return, she won't curse them to death..

Sincerely,

Dian Apradika Kusumawati or Dian Kusumawati or D. Kusumawati
*mari berdo'a supaya mbak andys belom pindah rumah saat form-nya datang

PS. and this is not the only incident from the lovely company >.<

Pernahkah kalian mendengar mantan student amsterdamers yg berkeluh kesah karena harus jauh2 ke groningen untuk melegalisir ijazah mereka?

Jauh2 ke groningen? Seberapa jauh si?

Jauh bangeeettt!! Naik kereta aja dua jam coba!! (begitulah para amsterdamers akan menjawab serempak :p)

Iya, males kan, bete di kereta-nya, mau ngapain coba?

Hu uh, mesti nyiapin MP3 player dengan lagu2 bagus

Ya males la klo sejauh itu mesti jalan sendirian, bosen

Kan mesti di planning jauh2 hari tuh, repot banget!!

Dan komentar2 lain bernada komplain

Selanjutnya, mari kita simak sebuah dialog yg dilakukan oleh seorang mantan amsterdamers, dengan sebuah company di negri asalnya:

Selamat siang mbak, saya dari perusahaan xyz, mau mengucapkan selamat karena mbak lolos seleksi tahap ke z. besok jam 8 pagi tolong datang ke kantor kami di jakarta ya mbak.

(wat?! jakarta?! siang2 begini dia minta mahluk semarang, yg sedang di jogja, untuk ke jakarta besok pagi?!)

Erm.., besok pagi pak?

Iya mbak, alamatnya di bla bla yadda yaddi

(beneran ke jakarta?! yg delapan jam naik kereta itu?! yg dengan flight pertama pun baru bisa nyampe jam 10 itu?!)

Erm.., jam 8 pagi pak?

Iya mbak, usahakan jangan terlambat, yadda yaddi bla

(dan dika lagi di jogja?!? dan semarang-jogja itu tiga jam?!?!)

Di jakarta pak?

Iya mbak, yadda yaddi bla

Dan well.., menjadi penduduk salah satu negara dengan tingkat pengangguran tertinggi tidak memberikan banyak pilihan. Apalagi setelah, somehow (and don't ask how, just dont ask!), dika ikut mendaftarkan diri sebagai golongan pencari kerja.

Tanpa banyak bicara, tanpa MP3 Player, tanpa teman seperjalanan, dan tanpa planning berhari-hari sebelumnya, seorang mantan amsterdamers akhirnya menghabiskan 12 jam untuk memenuhi kodratnya sebagai pencari kerja.