[[ bLuHdy Life ]]

Saturday, January 30, 2010

.::::.

If you're one of those customers who don't realise how retarded your questions are at takeaway shops, it's about time you realise.

Q1 : How big is your large?
A1 : Large what goddammit? Large chips? Large fisherman? Large fish n chips? It depends, you dumbass.

Q2 : Is your large enough to feed two adults?
A2 : Do I look like your mum, for fuck sake. How the fuck would I know how much you eat? You might say KFC's 15 wicked wings is enough to feed 2 or maybe 3, but I can finish them all myself so how the fuck do i know how much you eat and how hungry you are.

Q3 : What's the difference between trevalla and trevally?
A3 : Different type of fish godammit! It's like asking what's the difference with chicken meat and turkey meat.

Q4 : Why does your sauce costs money? Whereas X place is free?
A4 : So how much does X place charge you for the same meal? We charge $8 + $0.60 for sauce whereas X place charge $15 inclusive of sauce. Omg. Theirs IS SO MUCH CHEAPER! dumbass.

I'm overwork and underpaid, so spare me the idiocy.

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
4:02 PM~*

Friday, January 29, 2010

.::Enough.::.

Have had enough dealing with retarded people in one day.
always complain he hates people,
rather do other stuffs like mopping the floor.
but when it comes to it today,
a few physical work and his ankles hurt
this that this that.
However, that is not the highlight of the day.
It is when I accidentally got some sauce on his shoes because he is too near and he asked me to clean it.
who the fuck does he thinks he is?
I said just wipe it with the friggin paper towel.
but no.
he decided to wipe his shoes with a table cloth,
shoe polishing way.
what.
the.
fuck.
of course he doesn't care.
He only works what, few hours a week,
how likely is the chance that he'll eat at a table that the cloth was used to wipe it?
or the basket that the cloth is used to wipe it?
or cutlery?
for fuck sake.
just like his retarded dad.
just take whatever is in sight to wipe stuffs,
be it the toilet or the floor,
not thinking twice that we used this cloth to wipe tables, cutlery, and other things that are supposed to be clean.
so that's one thing.
then it comes to night time when his retarded dad is working.
insisted to pick up his boat despite being a Saturday.
came back around 6.30pm.
proceed to cut fish.
Don't give a damn fuck how busy we are outside.
then reheated a pie to eat.
drinking his coffee, making that smacking noise with his lips with every fucking sip.
oblivious to how busy we are outside.
ok, maybe not that oblivious because he is sitting, and facing outside.
it's your fucking fault for missing your fucking lunch time because it took you 90 minutes to pick up a damn boat at a place which is 2 minutes drive from home.
but fine.
until Vincent went inside the kitchen where he is,
to put cups and cutlery to wash,
for some fucking reason,
he stopped him,
and have some sort of conversation with him.
what the bloody hell.
There was 2 orders already ready,
3 orders waiting to be cooked,
and Helen was still serving a few lining up customers.
So I went, screw this shit.
I'm going to cook the orders.
if you don't give a shit the food's gonna get cold due to lack of people working outside,
then, neither do I.
fucking retards.
it's bad enough you don't help,
don't make other people unable to help as well.
pisses me off.

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
9:45 PM~*

Thursday, January 28, 2010

.::Depressed v2::.

Went to the dentist earlier and it costs me $507
That's okay, right?
I have MediBank.
sure.
except for the fact that they don't cover dental.
what.
the.
fuck.
five hundred and seven fucking dollars.
=(

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
11:39 AM~*

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

.::depressed, yet again.::.

Developed back pain, or more like spinal pain near the area that supports the body.
Pelvis?
And now, i cant even bend down to touch my toes flexibly like i was able to without a jolt in my muscles.
Nothing can make u feel any older than things like these.
Read aqua blue cinema the other day.
And damn.
Made me more depressed by awakening the feeling frozen deep down inside.
Made me feel lonely.
Alone and lonely.
Helen been pushing me lately to get a boyfriend.
It's not that i dont like them,
but they're just not my type.
One seems to be just using me for my english ability, doesn't really give a damn about me.
The other is good looking and kinda rich, but often says the wrong things at the wrong time, ending up giving the wrong impression- someone who could not make me feel happy :(
another always says lets catch up someday but never made any attempts to.
Sighs.
Maybe the love i want only exists in manga...

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
10:47 AM~*

Sunday, January 10, 2010

.::end of lucky streak.::.

I'm tired, depressed and all I wanted to do is to Maple and have fun!

but seaGm decides to ask me for verification.

and a really long one too.

dammit

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
12:16 AM~*

Thursday, January 7, 2010

.::=(::.

Today is the day I lost faith in humanity.

My boss never fails to amaze me by proving to me that it's possible for him to go any stupider than his current level.

today, for God knows what God damn reason,

he decided to take the bird outside the house for fresh air or something.

and the bird flew away.

wow.

he must be so surprised.

birds can actually fly.

for fuck sake.

I would forgave him if he is mentally retarded.

But thank God he wasn't.

Coz I don't want to forgive him.

ever.

came back home depressed,

1hd2 came to gave me a hug but I pushed him away.

because if he did,

I would have cried.

And I don't want to just cry there after holding back my tears for 12 fucking hours.

I wonder how a bird that's used to home environment survive outside :(

Hope it's doing well :(

and I hate him.

hate.

fucking hate fucking idiots.

hate.

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
10:40 PM~*

Saturday, January 2, 2010

.::Vince's bday::.

Today is Vince's birthday.
Because they tagged along on my last half day off,
I'm only free today to buy his present.
Had to wake up and head off earlier than them to get my pictures developed, buy gift, and wrap it by 10 am.
And these shops open at 9.
Couldn't find coz place that do gift wrap,
so I had to buy scissors and tape for this purpose.
After all these rush and trouble,
finally gave it to him at outzone.
However,he passed it back to me coz i have a bag.
Outzone was fun.
I had an awesome time being the infected,
especially the tank.
Where i punched 1hd2 into the sea.
Haha.
Awesome scene.
Anyways, we went for dinner then watch full metal jacket at home, and then it was cake time.
I had to take his gifts from my bag,
and gave it to him.
I was talking to his mum and the next thing i saw was him holding up a receipt and reading it.
I was like, what the! How did it get there?
It was the receipt for the gift.
Then i realised how.
When i put it in my bag, and took it out again,
it must have got caught in between.
Fuck.
After all that trouble,
it was for nothing.
He knew what the gift was before opening it.
Whats the point of all tat wrapping and running and rushing :(
I got depressed and cried.
:/
it was already embarrassing but they came in my room anyways.
If i wasn't such a perfectionist,
i wouldn't be so depressed.
Sighs. :(
if he carried his own gifts, this wouldn't have happen too :(

-Same Damn Thing; Just A Different Day-
11:24 PM~*