my job

bedah came to my house to iron her shirt!!
her iron spoil.
then we had fun looking at some friendster fotos.
then we left for the interview.



got lost at tanjong pagar.
i swear i cant fathom how the 'gar-men' bulit this laybrinith.
bloody gu niang.
we walk and walk and walk.
finally reach the stupid place.
then we felt outta place.
cox literally EVERYBODY was in office wear.
the guys were all in long sleeve shirts and ties.
the ladies in prim proper skirts.
me and bedah had jeans on.
i had sneakers.
bedah had doc martens.
i wore a shirt.
she wore a blouse dat din go with her outfit.
howw gaayyy!!!
argh.
then met up with my friend.
went into the office.
i swear i've never felt soo out-of-place before.
then we filled up the application forms.
the forms are gay!

they asked :' describe a short plan that you propose to help in the increment of the company in terms of business revenue.'

wtf?

who askes questions like these???

n there was like no answer to that lar.

cox i dun even know what is the company or my job about.

then we went on a 'tour'.

everywhere we went introductions were made.

there was like special emphasis on what kind of cars the different directors drove.

who bloody cares?

i care abt the freaking pay.

and there were different different smaller holdings within the company.

the different directors and the managers of the company were all under 25.

under 25 i tell you.

and the youngest manager is this 15 year old guy.

FIFTEEN.

i din type wrongly.

dats like a miracle.

proven.

i want to salute this guy.

then we got this interviewer.

he's like 18 or something.

damn young.

and he's interviewing us.

good lord.

i swear that company is an eye opener.

and i think we both got the job.

the pay should be damn high arh.

my fren gets 1000plus plus.

kill me pls.

that CAN feed me for a mth.

plus support my shopping sprees.

God. gimmie a high pay.

i'm unique =))