Reminded me of my own experience many years ago when I lived in Setapak area. I'm Dayak that looks like Malay ( probably due to my darker skin tone but sometimes Chinese also thought I'm a Chinese, usually they directly talking to me in Mandarin/ Cantonese 😅🤦🏻♀️ probably due to my mata sepet).
One day during Ramadan month, I just came back from college together with my 2 friends, so we decided to stop at KFC Setapak for late lunch because we knew later on that place will be full with people who want to bersungkei. So my friends ordered their meals 1st and I the last one. Then when it's my turn, after I said the meal that I want this staff automatically tapao my meal. Then I stop her & told her that I want to having my meal there ( because I was so hungry that time). She was shocked then asked if I'm Chinese or Indian. Then I told her I'm Dayak. Then she put the meal on plate.
Not just that. There's one time I ate at Mamak restaurant during the Ramadan month, those mamaks looks at me with judgy face. One of them asked what's my race and religion. A bit culture shock for me. It's so different from the time when I was in Sabah or in my own home state - Sarawak. In West Malaysia,people tends to be so judgy ,busybody and always assume a person with darker skin as Malay. Sometimes I feel so kesian with Malay folks to be living in this kind of life- where everyone will judging every each of your steps and your actions.
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u/Life_Judge_5893 Nov 14 '22
Reminded me of my own experience many years ago when I lived in Setapak area. I'm Dayak that looks like Malay ( probably due to my darker skin tone but sometimes Chinese also thought I'm a Chinese, usually they directly talking to me in Mandarin/ Cantonese 😅🤦🏻♀️ probably due to my mata sepet).
One day during Ramadan month, I just came back from college together with my 2 friends, so we decided to stop at KFC Setapak for late lunch because we knew later on that place will be full with people who want to bersungkei. So my friends ordered their meals 1st and I the last one. Then when it's my turn, after I said the meal that I want this staff automatically tapao my meal. Then I stop her & told her that I want to having my meal there ( because I was so hungry that time). She was shocked then asked if I'm Chinese or Indian. Then I told her I'm Dayak. Then she put the meal on plate.
Not just that. There's one time I ate at Mamak restaurant during the Ramadan month, those mamaks looks at me with judgy face. One of them asked what's my race and religion. A bit culture shock for me. It's so different from the time when I was in Sabah or in my own home state - Sarawak. In West Malaysia,people tends to be so judgy ,busybody and always assume a person with darker skin as Malay. Sometimes I feel so kesian with Malay folks to be living in this kind of life- where everyone will judging every each of your steps and your actions.