1-4. a day at work, where the colleagues are so lovely it makes all hardwork all worthwhile.
yeah check out the perpetual messydesk. i can never seem to clear the avalanche!
and finally i get to meet my highflyer. may i join the milehigh club?
1. that apparently, is Mr. SMRT Man. in sexy maroon spandex. Super! but cillia's got her point elsewhere 2-4. the highflyer with her many animated actions, minus the blue eyeshadow.
the doll and i. 3 years and going strong. and somehow EVERYTIME we meet with the vannie, we ALWAYS end up at burgerking.
hasbeens and happenings:
i've had a client, who got sacked by his superior, call me on a sunday to bitch abt his former company. and mindyou, he happily told me that he tendered. righttt. and the best of all, he called to bitch abt my bosses, critisizing abt the unthinkable, the colur of his shoes. mygod! like seriously, what colour shoes do you expect him to wear? PINK!? this fella over here has a brain sized like a pea and an IQ as high as 0.2. so he claims that he has been in this line for a good duration and has even done ads for prominent phone companies. for goodness sakes, he doesnt even know what CMYK (colour composition) stands for. and he kept harping on the fact that he's too good for the company, acting atas and all. righttt. seriously, my patience wears veryvery thin when someone so ignorant boasts & brags, brags & boasts. you know what's worse, he cuts my sentences while i'm talking!i hate that!now that is the absolute tahan-ness i can muster for this mucker. ohwell at least now i don't have to pretend to be nice cos he's a client-nomore!
and that'll be all for now.