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says what she feels..
Thursday, September 08, 2005
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| :: Bart Simpson
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Hate that stupid Bart Simpson. For the uninitiated, he's my colleague. Shall call him BS for short. It's a very suitable name for him cause he's full of shit and that's what he is. He also bears an uncanny resemblance to said cartoon character only not yellow and taller.
I can't even find the words to begin to describe him. He's full of shit, kisses ass and most of all, tan xiao pian yi. I don't care if he kisses the bosses' asses. It annoys me only because he's not subtle when doing so and basically lets the whole know he's doing it. You can kiss all the ass you want but please be quiet. Other people are actually trying to get some real work done you know.
You know what disgusts me most? That he lives for all those free lunches. I understand that when you are starting out, you're broke and all but there's a subtle way to do it. No need to jump at every opportunity to gorge yourself silly. His action more than disgusts me. He has gone too far even by the standards of so-called ugly Singaporeans. Everytime there's a free lunch, he will be there. He even has the balls to complain that he has not ate enough. WTF? I like to have free lunches too but I will not purposely gorge myself just to take advantage. And he still remains skinny as ever. That's what infuriates me the most. He eats so much and gains virtually no weight at all whilst I've gained enough weight to make an Eithopian orphan proud. Urgh! What a waste of food!
As if it's not enough that he pisses me off so much, he likes to flirt with the accounts people. Very loudly. It's so distracting that I have now taken to blasting my Ipod whenever she comes over. That results in me not responding when someone calls my name. And BS has the gall to chide me for doing whatever I can to keep myself sane. Excuse me, I wouldn't be listening to anything in the first place if you had been acting professionally. Honestly speaking, the girl is freaking fugly, I don't know how in the world he can bring himself to say those vomit-inducing words to her. Not only am I already wallowing in my misery of being single, I have to deal with 2 people daily who possess questionable looks flirting with each other. God, get a room already. Some of us are trying to work productively you know.
The most disgusting thing of all happened today. Its the Mid-Autumn festival and there will be all these people giving us mooncakes. It will be all they will do when they make sales calls anyway. So this girl whom I got along very well with came by today without bearing any mooncake. He being the cheapskate guy that he's born to be, regarded the hour that I spent chatting with her as valuable time wasted cause she didn't bring anything for him! Asshole. You are a pathetic excuse for a human being, just because you don't possess any social skills besides hitting on fugly girls doesn't mean that I have to be the same. For the record, I don't make friends or be friendly with people just becase they have something to offer me in material terms. Next ime I get mooncakes, I am giving you the worse tasting box of them all. It will be a no name brand and worse of all, taste mouldy. Bloody kiss-ass. Pui! I hate this sort of people.
I hope he will just get it on with his fugly princess happily ever after somewhere far away from me and then he can make all the cooing noises he wants.
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