My passion at work...

... is to kill some people. A certain someone to be exact but I can easily fill up the list in a split second! I remember when I was younger, a good 10 years ago, Magges and I would spend endless hours playing and plotting this superb game "Name 10 people you will kill if you could do it without getting in trouble". Oh I remember those days and I remember some names from back then too - a certain miss Val from Magges' list. Heh.

Today (and almost every other day to be exact), I want to kill a certain ugly-balding-leery-chinapek. Now, for a start I hardly ever accuse anyone of being ugly because heck, I ain't some hot chicca myself. If I was, I would probably tell ugly people that they're ugly. Second of all, I am above that in the sense that I believe everyone of us is individually beautiful inside. But this post is not about self-righteousness la ok. So getting back to my anger - yeah, I wanna shoot this ugly-balding-leery-chinapek 10 times over because he is a big time slacker who brags into your face every chance he gets, has no table manners whatsoever, wears black rims cos he thinks its IN and has a maniacal laughter while thinking he is God's gift to his colleagues. I so totally hate braggats because I am not privilege enough to mix with the elite circle who are entitled to brag within their own rights but instead, am surrounded by some who brag way above their social entitlement!

Imagine scenarios and conversations like these:

*early Monday morning*
UBLC: wah, you know ar.. last night I had alot to drink. Almost finished a bottle of *watever, cant remember*. But should have brought it for u la.
Me: *looks at him. looks away. thinks to self, what is the relevance of that statement when I don't drink with you, I don't want to know what you did over the weekend, I don't care if you drink yourself drunk and don't come in to work today. scowl*

*mid hectic Monday afternoon*
UBLC: so hey, the lunch tomorrow how? are you going?
Me: No, I declined the invite
UBLC: oh ok la, then we can take BH to some other place.
Me: Oh, he is he flying in tomorrow? Ok la, whatever.
UBLC: Yea and I'm flying off tomorrow already
Me: *scowl*

After repeatedly dropping hints, as though they're farts from a bean meal, for the last 3 weeks on his upcoming business travel to some other 3rd world country. Every freaking opportunity he gets; its always "ooh, I'm flying off to xx" in an arrogant manner. For crying out loud - wtf?!! It's only like his 2nd trip and to some chekai place!! Big freaking deal!!

I just hate it when others try to lure me into a conversation which I have no interest in whatsoever so they can brag about it. Why? It makes them think they very keng chau isit? KNS.

So my list of 10 names would probably be something like this:

1. UBLC
2. UBLC
3. UBLC
...
...
10. UBLC

*scowl scowl*