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-=| I so wanna complain in this entry... |=- Yesterday was a super long day... a real long one. Exactly at 1230 in the morning, someone rang me on my hand phone. Stupid me forgot to switch to silent, in the middle of sermon my no.5 bar loudness stupid ring tone rang like crazy. Frantic me got a shock and had to find my lost hand phone in my big bag. When I have finally found it, I had to open my hand phone pouch, note here the phone is still ringing. Finally fondled through the buttons and found the 'answer' button, by then lots of eyes must have drawn towards me, as I have destroyed the serenity of the church and the attention which the preacher was trying so hard to draw. Crouching down, trying to find out what the fuss was about, it was my mother. She wants to know if me, the office boy, has delivered her envelope to the correct house or not, as the person has not received it yet. Talking about ringing, my dad recently inherited a mobile phone from my mum recently.One weird day he just gave me a miss call, i dun even know his no., he called me again,and said Me: Hello, may i noe who are u? DaD: Oh, y u never pick up my phone just now? Dad: So where did u go last night? ... ... ... Dad: *Busy with job* (background speach: ni da hui jia ah? You called back home?) I mean, you are just calling for the sake of calling, and just playing with that new toy you've just received.So fun huh? you know i'm home, yet u wanna call my hp to see if i'll pick ur phone call. In the afternoon, went to IMM with Mandy and Barbara to look for parent's day gifts. We looked at many stuff and we are now experimenting on them. I saw this cast iron looking black wine bottle holder, it looks so good in my room, and I just hope that we could change that wooden curtain reel to that iron reel. Mum wants me out of my sister's room, and wants me living in the balcony, that way I we can both have our own space. =/ But it's just my bed moving out, and my closet and stuff is still in her room, which means nothing is changing but just my sleeping location. But what is the difference? Since we both sleep in a bunk bed. Diaoz -_-''''' At night when I was out to buy dinner really pissed me off. I wanted to eat Macs; there I thought I was in the shortest queue, but no, I was wrong, really wrong. There in front of me stood 2 China girls, and one had a ugly permed hair the other a similar hair do as mine, but she had straightened hair below, so its 2 layered a permed hair on top till the shoulders and from shoulders down was straight hair. It was either they could not make up their mind of what they wanted to eat, or they did not know how to order, but what I knew was that they are taking a real long time. After receiving what i've ordered I made my way to Burger King at Yishun 10, remember IT IS YISHUN 10 BURGER KING. There I was waiting at the queue. The guy taking order was really slow, and then it took quite a while for him to clearly get all the orders for the person in front of me. When he was about to get the stuff for the order, the manager from the next queue, decided to close her own queue, but there was still a people in her line and see that I was a small sized guy behind the queue, she pushed that 2 customer over to my line, in front of me. Of course the slow crew has to serve the 2 customers before I do, but I feel that it's really unfair for me, and I feel very infuriated. I kept my cool, and waited for my turn. The manager went to hide in the kitchen, I ordered my stuff and when he came I told him in a straight glaring face. Me:"I really hate to say this, but I feel that your manager should not cut my queue like that." Here came a customer asking some questions, I guess she was shocked too. Crew: "Sorry." I feel really sorry for him, for having such irresponsible manager, but I feel that he should have just stood up for himself, or if he did not, he is a accompanist. Really hate such people. |
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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
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