Gone with the wind.....I mean smell...
At first, I didn't know what to blog. Nothing exciting is happening. Work, eat, play game, sleep...Boring...
Until I read Edmund's blog, then I realise there is something that I can blog about. The Legend.
4 months after we passed out (graduate, not faint...), the company finally treat him makan cuttlefish. People might think that it's unfair or even cruel to treat him like that. The company can just downgrade him to operator. But think about it. Would you rather have an operator who is working for you 1) keeps on taking MC, to the extent of exceeding 14 MCs per year, 2) keeps on going MIA, no call no show, 3) keeps on boasting how many cars he have, how good his cars are, 4) how good he is at guitars and drums, to the extent that Mike Portnoy wants to jam with him??? 5) how many platinums his band got for their albums in Japan and 6) keeps on borrowing money from other people when he's so rich to own so many fancy cars and platinums??? WHAT THE FUCK !!!
When I received the sms confirming that he's been sacked, I felt pity and sad for him. But only for that instant...maybe even less than a second. Why am I so heartless, you may ask. I also dunno. I just feel it that way. Maybe because he deserved it.
As I mentioned before, the smells he left behind in the locker room are legendary. Everytime he's inside the "small alley" changing, I wouldn't go in. See the small map below. The H are the lockers. The * is where my locker and his are located, just at the corner and the ^ are the walkway.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
H^^^*
H^^^HHHHHHHHHHHHHH
H^^^
H^^^HHHHHHHHHHHHHH
H^^^
H^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^DOOR
There's one time, I work half day, so i went down to change. As I turn round the corner, I noticed a pair of shoes and coverall on the floor. DAMN !!! Why is he there at this time??? So I went over and knn...it's really him. He gave me a smile and stop changing. "FUCK YOU LAH !!! Quick lah...I wanna go home !" I politely reminded him. So he changed, and then went out. I thought heng ah.......he can go first. Dun wanna walk with him. Then...as I was changing, he came back to talk to me, asking me about FM08, PS2, and dunno what other fuck lah. Cannot remember. All I know was that the tone I used to reply him, an idiot would know that I dun wanna talk to you liao. And yet, he can keep on talking and asking till my answers were only 1 word answer. Ya, dunno, ok, maybe..................
From the way he talks about his car and his exploits in Japan, people might think he's rich. Yet he borrow here, borrow there, borrow everywhere. Even borrow from the operators in my department, and the operators don't even really know him !!! There's something else...but cannot say here. If you wanna know, ask me personally...
Great...1st blog of 2008 is about him getting terminated.
Until I read Edmund's blog, then I realise there is something that I can blog about. The Legend.
4 months after we passed out (graduate, not faint...), the company finally treat him makan cuttlefish. People might think that it's unfair or even cruel to treat him like that. The company can just downgrade him to operator. But think about it. Would you rather have an operator who is working for you 1) keeps on taking MC, to the extent of exceeding 14 MCs per year, 2) keeps on going MIA, no call no show, 3) keeps on boasting how many cars he have, how good his cars are, 4) how good he is at guitars and drums, to the extent that Mike Portnoy wants to jam with him??? 5) how many platinums his band got for their albums in Japan and 6) keeps on borrowing money from other people when he's so rich to own so many fancy cars and platinums??? WHAT THE FUCK !!!
When I received the sms confirming that he's been sacked, I felt pity and sad for him. But only for that instant...maybe even less than a second. Why am I so heartless, you may ask. I also dunno. I just feel it that way. Maybe because he deserved it.
As I mentioned before, the smells he left behind in the locker room are legendary. Everytime he's inside the "small alley" changing, I wouldn't go in. See the small map below. The H are the lockers. The * is where my locker and his are located, just at the corner and the ^ are the walkway.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
H^^^*
H^^^HHHHHHHHHHHHHH
H^^^
H^^^HHHHHHHHHHHHHH
H^^^
H^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^DOOR
There's one time, I work half day, so i went down to change. As I turn round the corner, I noticed a pair of shoes and coverall on the floor. DAMN !!! Why is he there at this time??? So I went over and knn...it's really him. He gave me a smile and stop changing. "FUCK YOU LAH !!! Quick lah...I wanna go home !" I politely reminded him. So he changed, and then went out. I thought heng ah.......he can go first. Dun wanna walk with him. Then...as I was changing, he came back to talk to me, asking me about FM08, PS2, and dunno what other fuck lah. Cannot remember. All I know was that the tone I used to reply him, an idiot would know that I dun wanna talk to you liao. And yet, he can keep on talking and asking till my answers were only 1 word answer. Ya, dunno, ok, maybe..................
From the way he talks about his car and his exploits in Japan, people might think he's rich. Yet he borrow here, borrow there, borrow everywhere. Even borrow from the operators in my department, and the operators don't even really know him !!! There's something else...but cannot say here. If you wanna know, ask me personally...
Great...1st blog of 2008 is about him getting terminated.
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