Saturday, 2 June 2007

Sweet Child O' Mine

It's june.

and i could breathe a lil easier after settling all the bills which had been piling on my chest for this month.

all except for the season parking,and you know what they said,the beloved vehicle sits quietly under the shade of the trees and we thought we could save some cash on fuel but still we are wrong coz we still paying though the engine ain't runnin'.

and for my case,i only park my ride less than 10 days in a month at home.and i'm weighing the case this time round.i dunno.i could save some cash or spend it on elsethings,like a shopping spree or movies or something.yeah,it's dumb.

still haven't got enough Zzleep.woke in the morning,reached half an hour late,but still had time for breakfast with Ah Fad.so the whole day i was drenched in rain and sweat.it was a struggle,really,delegated the team to send out all the necessary equipments and family day props at both parks.*yawn*

in the evening ibuk,leene,kak eda and the pokemons came for the greatest show,sat awhile and when the show starts i continue with my work.worked my ass out till 10pm,had dinner with k-fad,ganesh the menace and hambalism at fresco.i had mee goreng without egg.sedap jugak!

and so hambalism told us about his nephew.
story goes like this;

dol,(not his real name)just got his job at pizza hut as a delivery boy.and so yesterday was his day off and he had ordered pizzas and stuff via telephone,and when the meal came knockin on his door,the delivery boy,whom apparently was his colleague had forgotten his cola,or something,and went saying,"eh Boy,gua punya air lu lupa kasi ah.."
and so the story continues,dol came back to work and was cornered by his colleague who sent the meals on wheels yesterday,told him that he can't sleep the whole night just because he called him 'Boy'....and gave dol 3 tight slaps on his cheeks.dol was too stunned to retaliate,too shock to accept the awful guilt and turned to uncle instead,but uncle just asked him to apologise and that's it.

i would raise hell if that was me,or being me as a non-violent character and have no knowledge in martial arts whatsoever,i will sure drag his bully,'mat arip' ass down to the nearest police station and whisper gently into his ears the consequences of what '3 slaps on the cheeks' are.and the oddest cause that no sane being could accept,can't sleep the whole night for being called 'Boy'.Gosh,spare me the crap.

you give delivery boys a bad name.or are they all the same?



last night's The Last Supper with Siku Mimi,Ganesh the Menace and K-Fad @ our backyard.

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