Drama in MPH MidValley

Something interesting happened yesterday at MPH MidValley.

I was just outside mph’s entrance with a bunch of friends, lounging waiting for another to show up. Suddenly this guy yelled “WHAT? OK COME BLA BLA BLA”. We all turned to watch this ample (ok, fat. faaaat) office attired guy huffing and puffing his way back into the store, escorted by an mph guard and an mph personnel.

Drama! I like! Of course we followed into the store, in the true spirit of Malaysian kepoh-ness. The ample guy was making a scene. He whipped out his phone and started yelling to someone about being detained in mph and having to be somewhere important ‘right now’ and the High Commission calling him to go there or something like that. He had an audience of browsers peeping from the safety of shelves, and frankly he looked silly.

We were all wondering what happened, but with no facts let’s do the next best Malaysian sport – speculate. My guess would be he was doing something illegal. Book-lifting? Book-defacing? His body language was guilty as hell.

1: He was shrieking. Not yelling like an angry customer, but shrieking like a cornered dog.
2: He name dropped High Commission, etc etc. Err…
3: He looked the part – flustered and out of control.

Anyway we didn’t get to observe much. The management astutely shooed him into the office and dealt with him behind closed doors.

See, bookshops can be so fun!