My Half Full, Glass O’ Chocolate Milk

Many worked with apple polishers, oscar winners, hitlers, slave whippers…

How would you feel if you’re working with someone who’s all the above AND a taichi master cramped into one?

I feel like strangling him whenever he ask me something, and then he turn away half way listening to my explaination, just TO GO GRAB A COKE FOR HIS BOSS?!

I am not famed for my temper but whenever I see him, my anger flared, my wrinkles formed overnight, and I felt the urge to give him a huge slap on his baby skin smooth face.
He is smart. Nobody is denying the fact. I mean, how else would a person be such a perfekt person in the eye of their boss if they’re not smart.

Now, I have tonnes of work thats not even mine to start with, stacking high up like the majestic Eiffel Tower. What will become of me now that I’m demotivated to the verge of burying myself alive in the black hole called depression… To the extend that I fear waking up in the work days morning.

You may see me walking like a normal person to work everyday, but in fact, if I were to be pictured as a comic character, you’ll see me practically crawling my way to my customer site, leaving a trail of blood as I go. (think: zombie)

If you think handling a PERSON is not the worst thing. Try working with a bunch of people like that while they chatting off happily, boss, employee, all together around you all the time while you’re trying to work your ass solving THEIR problem.

It you have a concentration of a brick, or maybe you’re deaf… Try working with a pc the speed of a rusty steam train in the bullet train era, while the person behind you runs applications in your CD rom to their pc through sharing network because they don’t want to slow their own pc down.

(no, complaining is not a solution. I am, afterall, in the customer’s site. I am, to them, not worth the respect of an ant)

I do not hate Singapore. But I hate working as a vendor representative for some of em’ here.

Though, this may be a good thing… cus I started praying again (ok, its not true, but i’m almost there). My religious mom and sis would be glad.