Family Protocol

Went to my nephew's 1 year old birthday.

My cousin (his dad) told me it was supposed to be for youngsters but somehow it got leaked out.

Youngsters = Young people. For fun, mahjong, gambling, maybe go out, watch movie. There was a hell lot of drinking and smoking from the other side of the family, really interesting.

Anyways, somehow, the older generation got informed and involved, and them being them. This statement is perhaps the whole point of me writing this, got a lot of unwanted happiness involved.

First up, the family outcast, whom wasn't invited. To the extent that her daughter felt she seriously shouldn't be invited. But the protocol of a older generation dictated that my cousin had to ask. Thank god, she knew she pissed off someone at the party other time, and this person was a mean character at home and on the street. She really impressed me when she screamed "Damien! You want me to mao you to death izzit?" Damien is her kid, probably what? 5? 6? 7 at most. LOL

Second, and all time irritant, my dad. He nagged at anything and everything, but this time he pissed me off when he refused to walk to my grandma's house to be picked up. This "senior" superior shit that protocol dictate that some youngster must pick him up when the youngster is picking up someone else also. Why is he different? That poor kid has to come pick him up at his house. Fucker.

Thirdly, my beloved grandma. Forever giving red packets. She was dizzy and we brought her up to rest at the second level. But she wanted to climb down, on the pretext that she want to walk around, while holding a damn obvious red packet in her hand. LOL. She wanted to make sure my cousin knew she gave him a red packet. Serious shit. Red packet business. Your filial piety depends on the amount. LOL.

Fourth, and last, perhaps the best. My brother. The selfish prick and scared of wife asshole, didn't want to send 3 person back in his car. Somehow, his 5 seater car can only sit 4 person. LOL. His 1 year old kid must take the front seat, and his wife must drive, while he squeezes with the other people in the backseat. :D Classic.

Can't wait to meet my friends tomorrow. I'll be spared of this madness, or maybe protocol dictates that I must... Shake everyone's hand at once, since they're all my brothers. LOL