Sometimes i wonder just how fucking suay can u get?
First day of work, you wake up happily, excited, full of energy and hope. "Today is gonna be a good day" you think to yourself. Washed up and went for breakfast.
Ordered the usual fishball noodles, but the stupid part time auntie who served me gave me the wrong noodles. So i had noodles mixed with kway teow. Nvm. Today is a good day. Cos Chang is going to work.
Reached the workplace alittle too early. Nvm, just wait for this Evelyn to arrive and I can start work to earn some pay. Evelyn came, said hi, picked up her friend from the office and told me to wait in the office for another guy Lawrence. Said Lawrence rang up the recep and asked if anyone had entertained me, but apparently he's supposed to that. So recep passed me the phone and I talked to this Lawrence. Apparently he has no clue who this Evelyn was. Nvm. Call Evelyn, and she told me the person tt's supposed to assign me the task is on leave. And that Lawrence is so busy he has no time. Like WTF la.
So in the end i went at abt 9 am. What a day of work.
Nvm, go home, my stupid insensitive brother still has the cheek to dance ard me and ask me stupid questions like "Why are u home so early? Why do u look so down?". No wonder all your girlfriends left u one by one. Cos u are FUCKING INSENSITIVE. Leave a pissed man alone for once. Apparently my family has totally no idea on sensitivity. They like to ridicule you when u are feeling the most shit, making u feel more loserish. My mom will call up all her relatives and tell them the wonderful tale of how her younger son came home at 9 am on the first day of his work. My father will just keep sneering and laughing and brag about how useful he is and how useless his younger son is. And my brother will be limited to "Ah ha, loser. Go eat shit. This kind of things can also happen to you."
Shit family. So fuck off.
Apparently the level of appreciation from my bandmates is just so little. Probably it's zero. Y. Cos when i sent Biao the updated version of my song, it's as tho he's heard it the first time. And then a "I dun like it" and he starts talking abt other stuff. Oh well. That's it. You all can go die for all i care.
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