The self-explanatory notice above, hooked on the door this evening, was borne out of sheer frustration. I've had enough, even if what had happened was certainly not by design.
My forgetfulness is beyond redemption; no amount of 'kismis' can put things right again, I think.
Last night, in the company of some illustrious guests at a dinner in a friend's place, I reached out for my camera... and... well, you know the story..
It first happened some months back when a few makcik bloggers met for lunch at The Curve. I got everyone together for a photo session, only to find that the memory card was not in place.
It happened again at the signing of Awang Goneng's "A Map of Trengganu" in Mid-Valley recently. I had to wait for some blogger friends to put up their snapshots and 'curi' a couple from their collection, for my entry.
Last night was the clincher. My ex-media colleagues Ishak Nengah and wife Aishah Ali got a few close friends together for a cosy evening at their place in Subang Jaya to celebrate Awang Goneng's birthday.
The guest list included our evergreen songstress Datuk Sharifah Aini, whom I had not met since I left the Press. She looked as stunning as ever.
Also present were Nuraina Samad, Zainul Ariffin and Manja Ismail, the three Datuks from the media, an old, old friend from the 1980s, socialite Nora Marzuki and a few more.
When the time came for 'tangkap gambar', mine was the only non-functional camera there. Now I have to wait for Kak Teh to put hers up on Facebook in order to snatch a couple for this entry. Haisyyy....