good night
salim came. my pay came.
pay = the other half of the pay(from 12feb to 7mar)
yup. and i got it on the 29th of march. =\
a new girl came.
Patimah is a good worker. i love. but she's leaving soon. she dun like this co. who likes it?
we were both petrified when we saw a banghla worker not getting his pay when he was told he was fired. and david(steve's younger bro) just said "i dunno wad are you talking" when the worker prompted him to get his pay.
who wont be afraid?
i would.
so the last day.. i've asked boy to standby at my office area. just in case he plays punk. gotten salim's number also.
he wanted to say that i am everytime late for work to salim.
i feel like taking a pole and whack his head. broken skull. broken teeth.
irritants should not be tolerated.
9 more working days. 4 with patimah. 5 more.. without. which means... i've got to fight the battle alone this time.
he tries to be funny with me by asking about my watch, cloths and all that. even said that on my last day, we'll have to wear school uniform to celebrate. lame.
and the following thing : jane, so wad do you have to complain?
oh well. im smart. i just said "nothing. i just have lots of stories to share with my peers"
of course, with his LOUSY english.. i sub the word peers with friends.
i never complained to salim about anything and he wanted to say that im always late.
he's damn smart. he said "actually i dunno if i should tell you this. erm.. i find that jane is punctual"
AS IF. come on.. wad's the "actually i dunno if i should tell you this". obviously u wanted to say something bad right?
fine. end up.. he didnt.
BUT, he sent salim to the MRT. who knows?
i cant wait to leave the company. the super lousiest company.
why lousy?
3/4 of the profit earn from the recent big project went to the office rent.
(btw, he didnt pay his rent for near 4 months)
during the big project, the fax machine was cut off.
the company phone was cut off.
company's outlook was also cut off. cos he didnt pay singnet bills.
next. my pay.. obviously.. delayed.
and his younger brother still has the cheek to ask" why you need this money? have to buy food home ar?"
fuck him. it's MY salary. cheebye. dun you delay it. i've had enough. pathetic brothers. if you cannot get business or money, go blame your fucking eldest bro(my boss) for not making money in. blame him for his horrible english and his horrible sales tactics. and his stupid emailing of companies to get them to know our company profile. BULLSHIT. blame him for delaying his worker's pay and letting them CURSE him. obviously, u'll need the blessings from your workers.
and ill-treating ur worker. yelling at me when things dun get right. and call in to say "im wanna apologetic" crappy english.
i just cant wait to get out of there. though i grumble. but i'm professional to stay there. cos i believe i'll fight it. fight that mother fucker.
and his dad.. though he's a good person, but obviously, illmannered. threw my IC to me after looking and commenting that my name seems "small". well, come to think of it, even his son will fish out my book from my bag without my permission. and thick-skinnedly ask if i've got jap mags and borrow from me.
and i just remembered, i need to ask him to get back my mags. stupid shit. he still got the cheek to ask me to help him buy. DAMN him. as if he has the money to give. why not give me my pay first?
i feel like giving him two tight slaps. and ask him to get things done on his own. im a designer. NOT an admin assistant. and moreover, patimah is the admin. but im doing all her things. u need not praise me. it's all bullshit i noe. and you still got the cheek to tell patimah that she's suppose to mop the floor sometimes. u think wad? cleaner ar?
today, i appeared offline. why? cos he started to talk to me and say "hi".
didnt wanna talk to him. cos he sucks big time. enough of having a mask on my face. i dun wan the mask to be tatooed on my face. weekends = NO MASK days. i wanna be real. not that girl in the stupid company for these past 7 weeks and 2 more weeks to go.
im suppose to take back - my pay and my mags.
pay = the other half of the pay(from 12feb to 7mar)
yup. and i got it on the 29th of march. =\
a new girl came.
Patimah is a good worker. i love. but she's leaving soon. she dun like this co. who likes it?
we were both petrified when we saw a banghla worker not getting his pay when he was told he was fired. and david(steve's younger bro) just said "i dunno wad are you talking" when the worker prompted him to get his pay.
who wont be afraid?
i would.
so the last day.. i've asked boy to standby at my office area. just in case he plays punk. gotten salim's number also.
he wanted to say that i am everytime late for work to salim.
i feel like taking a pole and whack his head. broken skull. broken teeth.
irritants should not be tolerated.
9 more working days. 4 with patimah. 5 more.. without. which means... i've got to fight the battle alone this time.
he tries to be funny with me by asking about my watch, cloths and all that. even said that on my last day, we'll have to wear school uniform to celebrate. lame.
and the following thing : jane, so wad do you have to complain?
oh well. im smart. i just said "nothing. i just have lots of stories to share with my peers"
of course, with his LOUSY english.. i sub the word peers with friends.
i never complained to salim about anything and he wanted to say that im always late.
he's damn smart. he said "actually i dunno if i should tell you this. erm.. i find that jane is punctual"
AS IF. come on.. wad's the "actually i dunno if i should tell you this". obviously u wanted to say something bad right?
fine. end up.. he didnt.
BUT, he sent salim to the MRT. who knows?
i cant wait to leave the company. the super lousiest company.
why lousy?
3/4 of the profit earn from the recent big project went to the office rent.
(btw, he didnt pay his rent for near 4 months)
during the big project, the fax machine was cut off.
the company phone was cut off.
company's outlook was also cut off. cos he didnt pay singnet bills.
next. my pay.. obviously.. delayed.
and his younger brother still has the cheek to ask" why you need this money? have to buy food home ar?"
fuck him. it's MY salary. cheebye. dun you delay it. i've had enough. pathetic brothers. if you cannot get business or money, go blame your fucking eldest bro(my boss) for not making money in. blame him for his horrible english and his horrible sales tactics. and his stupid emailing of companies to get them to know our company profile. BULLSHIT. blame him for delaying his worker's pay and letting them CURSE him. obviously, u'll need the blessings from your workers.
and ill-treating ur worker. yelling at me when things dun get right. and call in to say "im wanna apologetic" crappy english.
i just cant wait to get out of there. though i grumble. but i'm professional to stay there. cos i believe i'll fight it. fight that mother fucker.
and his dad.. though he's a good person, but obviously, illmannered. threw my IC to me after looking and commenting that my name seems "small". well, come to think of it, even his son will fish out my book from my bag without my permission. and thick-skinnedly ask if i've got jap mags and borrow from me.
and i just remembered, i need to ask him to get back my mags. stupid shit. he still got the cheek to ask me to help him buy. DAMN him. as if he has the money to give. why not give me my pay first?
i feel like giving him two tight slaps. and ask him to get things done on his own. im a designer. NOT an admin assistant. and moreover, patimah is the admin. but im doing all her things. u need not praise me. it's all bullshit i noe. and you still got the cheek to tell patimah that she's suppose to mop the floor sometimes. u think wad? cleaner ar?
today, i appeared offline. why? cos he started to talk to me and say "hi".
didnt wanna talk to him. cos he sucks big time. enough of having a mask on my face. i dun wan the mask to be tatooed on my face. weekends = NO MASK days. i wanna be real. not that girl in the stupid company for these past 7 weeks and 2 more weeks to go.
im suppose to take back - my pay and my mags.
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