my lower part of the body is SERIOUSLY in pain. cos i went to le parkour that day. and they stretched me like Jolin. meaning they made me split for a longggggggg period of time, thus now i cant squat or sit in pain. wtf?
Oh I was lost that day, i was supposed to go to Jurong Green CC that day and while i was on the bus I asked an indian where am i supposed to alight, he said "here"
na beh! he sent me to YUHUA CC!!! and bo bian, i cant take cab (no money) and all i can do is ask the in charge on how to get there.
Me: hi, im lost, can u tell me how to get to Jurong green CC?
the guy: u mean jurong town CC?
me: i dunno, i dun belong here.
the guy *checking the address book* : erm, its not on the map
me: so can u like, google it and check where is it?
guy: hang on *begins to call jurong town, to ask whether they're the same as jurong green"
me: while u are calling, can you ask someone here to get me a glass of water? im really thirsty
guy: *still calling* eh, pour me a cup of water.
me: looking around, *touching the roses* are these real?
guy: no
me: why dun you get real ones? they're alot nicer.
guy: we have a limit on our allowance
me: oh okay
guy: *call* HI is this ....... yes... can i have the address..... oh... yes... thankew! *then scribble down the address*
me: can u show me where is it on the map?
guy: *point, flip* here
me: how do i get there?
guy: u walk... blab...blab...blab...
me: can you take me there?
guy: erm, no, i have alot of things to do.
me:okay then, can you print this page for me?
guy: re you testing me?
me: test wad?
guy: cos HQ is sending spies to spy on us
me: no, im not a spy
guy: *print out the pages*
me: is there any bus?
guy: i think 98
me:how many stops?
guy: im not sure
me: can u check please?
guy: *checking* 5 to 6 stops
me: thank you!!!!
lol, Im SOOOO irritating!
speaking of irritating, i got pissed one too many times by bangalas.
tell them the shorts are 25 bucks, they asked me if they can have it at 5 bucks!!?!?!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?
siao! go back bangladash and buy maybe have laa!
when serving them, they anyhow throw the clothes ALL over the place. And when talking to them, they also dun reply. WTF!
i know the BEST way to deal with such morons.
When they come in, DROP wadeva you are doing and follow them around, customers HATES sales ppl following them around like leeach. THEN they will feel pressurized and leave. This applies to almost all the bangalas. got some damn thick skinned one.
then i tolerate all the way till i finish work. then take train to orchard. on the train, the ratio of sgreans to BANGALAS is like 1:3!!
so many?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
WHERE AM I?????????????
i tried to ignore the weird smell and minding my own business, but these disgusting fella kept brushing his ass onto my forehead! i was sitting at that time.
i really cannot contain anymore and i gave him a dirty look, you see, the weird and fucked up thing is that bangalas ALWAYS give u a smiley face when they kinda offended you, which is seriously irritating.
HE gave the smiley face.
i cant take it anymore.
i stood up suddenly and he was pushed backward, and i exited the train.
ROARRRR
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
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