I was in hurry because I wanted to catch up the shuttle bus bound to mangga dua. I took a seat at the back part of the bus but I wasn’t comfortable. I transferred to the middle part. Sitting beside me was the man who was on the phone. He spoke in English but his choice of words was not pleasing. He used impolite words like bloody fucking hell. I stared at him. Was he trying to boast or that was really his normal way of conversing to other peole. Tsk tsk learning language is not really for showing up. He learnt it in a ill-mannered way. Language on the first hand is for effective communication.