Malaysian burocracy (1)
Mood:  celebratory
Topic: (scary) hospital stories
Finally !! The Malaysian Medical Council has granted me a practicing certificate !!! It’s a big relief, for people had been telling me horror stories of waiting for more than 6 months which in the meantime would mean officially not being able to do anything but just observing. Friends told me about “the Malaysian way” of processing papers. The papers would be infinitely on someone’s desk; on Fridays they won’t process it cause they’re busy looking forward to the weekend, on Monday they’ll still be too tired from the weekend, on Tuesday they’ll be recovering from the Monday, on Wednesday they’re on sick leave and on Thursday it’s almost Friday again. Only if you call them practically every day they’ll process it just to get rid of your phone calls. It is only so true; when I came to the dean’s office 1 week later, I found the person in charge of processing was on sick leave. Upon returning the Monday thereafter to ask where she had sent the papers she told me without too much embarrassment about her pitiful excuse all the papers hadn’t left her desk yet. GGGGRRRRrrrrrrr…… I asked her friendly to prepare them in order for me to hand them over personally to the responsible person in the government office, and so it was done. Anyway, a hurray for the MMC-staff and especially my friends friend Dr. S. for getting the job done in a smooth and fast manner… I guess I owe them some chocolates… Now I’m up for my next challenge; getting a contract in order to get paid for the same thing I’d otherwise do unpaid…