snotty MCP in Ubud

Scene: second story of a small café in the cozy Ubud area. An older bule (mid 50s I guess) sitting on a big sofa sipped his coffee-latte and folded Sunday edition of Jakarta Post he just finished reading. Then he called one of the waitress, Ketut, do you know where Bogor is?

Uhmm.. Bogor is in Java.
Yes, do you know how long to go there?
Uhhm.. I think…
What? You don’t know where Bogor is? Did you learn geography at school?
(silent, looked at her firend asking for help)

Ahh, here’s Made, she should know where Bogor is. Made, do you know where Bogor is?
Bogor is in west Java, right?
Yes, do you know how long it does take to Bogor from Jakarta?
Uhmm.. it’s the same to go to Puncak, it’s like in Ubud, not so hot
See, (looking at Ketut) she knows where Bogor is. You need to go back to school and learn geography. Pause. 1 2 3. I’m really sorry Ketut, I think I’ve embarrassed you.

If he were to ask us-kismyas-guys..
Hey, do you know where Bogor is?
Yeah.
How long does it take to Bogor?
Around 3 days.
From Jakarta?
Uh-huh, you can go pass Bandung, or Jambi, Samarinda, or Surabaya. So many ways. You can take boat, car, train, airplane, anything.
(amazed)

Tempting to mess with a MCP bule’s head when his question isn’t real question, but attempt to challenge the intelligent.