Tuesday, July 05, 2005 @ 8:17 pm
was super disgusted today.
had a 'stressful' lunch with The Biatch aka BS (yes, in case you've noticed, I've revert to this name of hers becoz she's getting more n more disgusting) coz she wanted us to do things for her. Ever since she shifted downstairs to her new office, we have been running up and down the stairs to do simple errands for her, which we feel that she could have just done it with her bony fingers. Yet, she jus like to pick up the phone and call us to 'pop' by for awhile and do chores like, pick up faxes, run down to 7-11 to get her drinks, fix the computer cable, and do this do that. Alot of times, she could have gotten answers by just clicking on the internet and finding it for herself. Obviously, she felt that way was too tough for her bony fingers.
And did i mention that her toilet was perpetually covered with unknown stains (my fren saw blood on the toilet seat. wonder where did it come from. *disgusted*) and has this smell that I think is only unique to her. Mebbe it's her shit smell (biatches tend to smell bad simply becoz they're biatch.) or prob her BO. Yah, becoz she doesn't shave her armpits and allow it to grow to such a grotesque scene. Worse still, she luuurves to wear sleeveless and brandish her hairs in front of us. *puke*
anyway, wat i was disgusted with was that they jolly well noe that we're ending our attachment next weekend and they purposely pile work on us for us to do. I'm already buried in the accounts that I was doing (data entry whole day) and that stupid Biatch kept asking me to do menial task for her, which i emphasize again, can easily be done using her blardi brains. How ironic when always yell in the phone to those govt stat boards hotline operators when they fail to accede to her unreasonable demands and kept accusing people of being stupid and ineffienct, when she herself has no blardi brains as well. She must have studied too much such that her blardi brains kena fried-ed.
Poor fren of mine. He has to distribute flyers for her business school that was attempting to conduct some ACCA classes for people. And Biatch asked him to go down to 3 different schools on 3 days to distribute flyers. Mind you, this was not extra pay for him but rather WITHIN his job scope. Fuck her lar, she got the blardi money to spend on all those ugly-looking furniture and stuff she don't have money to pay professional flyer distributor to distribute? We're totally not obliged to do all these unrelated work ya noe. We did not protest becoz we don't want to end up like that gal who spoilt the laptop (read previous entry), so we chose to do our work quietly and prayed that the days will fly by in tornado speed. Silence doesn't mean we're condoning her blardi commands all right. Go to hell.
So for the rest of they days, i'm just gonna TRY my best to finish up my work. I don't care if i can't do the work that Biatch asked me to becoz I have already tried my best given this short span of time. And i'm not under a contract to work, i'm just an intern on attachment. Attachment programmes states that the internship is only for 10 weeks and at the end of that, i'm going to leave that blardi darn office, no matter what. Pls jus pray for me that i leave UNSCATHED. thanks.