whoa. if i had stuck to my vow of quitting on the 31st of may, next week would be my last full week of work!
yeah, but i'm not, so it's not.
NEVER MIND that my monstrous excuse for a boss insists that it's only right that i quit either at the end of this month, OR the next.
cos it's totally irresponsible of me to want to quit in the middle of the month, you know, in all fairness to my other colleagues, let's be reasonable ya??
amazing how she can incorporate those three phrases into just about all her criticisms of me.
i reckon if i tell HER boss about my decision first, and when she approves, this woman would have nothing more to say.



seriously now, all of you should be just darn grateful that you don't have crazy bosses like her.

and on friday (to cut a long story short),
she insisted that we wrote 7.30 as the time we knocked off, even though we were in the office til almost 8.45 (i seriously do not have a life, i tell you) because she insisted that we were talking the whole day (which in my opinion is simply ridiculous because she herself wasnt at her place half the time), and so in all fairness to my other colleauges, we have to be reasonable and write 7.30. (ie we lose our OT money)
and never mind that, she also insisted (yes i know, again) that we are not taking this job seriously, and seemed to be just having fun chit chatting, and that since she is treating us as permanent staff (another of her favourite lines.) and not temps, we should be extremely serious in our work too. (riiiight. so where's my perm staff pay and my perm staff respect?)
all this whilst she sits there with her arms folded and frowning at you. (i tell you, that look alone is enough to make you want to slap her right across the face. it reeks of DISDAIN, DISCONTENTMENT and DISGUST.)

oh. not so short after all.

i could go on forever.

oh yeah. and then there's her complaint of us never doing OT.
WA LAU. DO OT SHE SAYS IT'S BECAUSE WE DO THINGS SLOWLY. DON'T DO OT SHE ALSO WANT TO COMPLAIN.
ya lah. you get my gist.


i can forsee that we would be getting a shelling from her tomorrow, because we didn't go for work on saturday (SATURDAY!!) when we said (LOUDLY moreoever) that we would be.


ah well, i can't be too rude to her just yet. i still need her to approve my leave on my birthday :)
er. on 2nd thought, i think i'd be working on my birthday.

shucks. i seriously do not have a life :(




well, just as work days are passing by rapidly, so are my weekends. (except that they are passed by pointlessly as well heh heh)
yes, but it is the long hours of chatting over lunch or dinner that just about makes my weekends.
on saturday mich and i nearly pissed ourselves from laughing as we plotted on ways on how to irritate the hell outta my boss. oh that's an endless conversation all right haha.
and then there was dinner with vincent mj and ahyin just about a couple of hours ago.
just plain mindless chatting, but still so much fun :)


ah well. and so begins another week of torture.



oh yes i've watched da vinci code, and let's just say that paul bettany is not cut out to be silas lah. he's way too good looking