The bar we'd arranged to go to tonight had been taken over by a wedding reception so it was incredibly busy and full of pissed Chinese people randomly shouting celebratory cheers, which was quite fun. We kept eyeing up the cake that was sat on a few of the tables, but thought better of stealing any - I am sure that there was this Chinese triad member keeping surveillance on the food...
Gradually the party disbanded and a live band (who were quite good) came on doing all manner of cover versions and was a nice evening catching up with people I'd not seen for a few weeks and we sat about until about 2am.
Then... I tried to leave...I'd parked the car under the office block next to the bar, paid the exit fare on the ticket, but when it came to use the ticket to open the barrier, the fucking thing couldn’t be read by the control and the barrier wouldn't budge: I was trapped in the car park!
As it was about 2 in the morning, the place was deserted (including the "24 hour" parking management office) and I begin to panic a bit, envisioning sleeping in my car here for the night and dying from heat exhaustion as the place was sweltering... To avoid that, I march back up to the bar and tell them to help me
After confirming that I had actually paid the exit fee (I had, yes, 2MYR, thank you) one of them leads me back to the lift, and up to security (no-one there either) and then back down to the car park, to show me the empty office (where I'd noticed the "out for lunch sign, grrr").
Fucking hell, trapped, getting hotter and breathing wine fumes over this poor guy, saying how ridiculous this was and being a bit of a pain in the arse, probably (when in fact I probably shouldn’t have been driving at all) and I start calling all the numbers I can see displayed inside the office and luckily someone answers one of them – they’ll be along in a few minutes to let me out. After confirming that I had paid the exit fee (I had, yes, 2MYR, thank you), he lets me out and I am FREE!!
Phew.
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