ok. be prepared to hear my rantings. here goes.

went to work. it started out ok. until this idiot came and started saying, "eh, only here you do ah? your apparel never do properly?" i'm like, "yeah i know. i just came. can you give me a minute?" and then i walked off to the toilet. sengaje siak carik pasal. k tu takpe.

everything was ok after that. until 5pm. i was having my break. and then i got an sms. "please get your paperwork done. and why is your stock level so low? please make price tag and stock order." part ni teros i'm damn pissed off ah. makan pun setengah jalan. i didn't have any appetite at all after that. thanks lah ok.

here comes my reply.

my stock level is low? where is the stock order i placed with you 3 weeks ago?? until now i have yet to receive it ok. is it my fault then if sales is bad? no. blame it on yourself. i know my stock level is low. come on lah. i'm there every other day ok. how can i not know my own stuffs? you expect me to make price tag when the things are not even here. wah wah. company bapak kau pe? suka2 nak buat price tag. kau boleh lah cakap macam tu. yg kena marah semua aku pe. then comes my paperwork. i have everything ready. now, where am i supposed to do everything if not on the sales report paper? foolscap paper? kau otak letak kat mane siak? lutut? and you expect me to help you out this thursday because you're down on manpower? so i'm supposed to help is it? you forgot people have plans. and that i don't give a damn about you.

there goes. fuuuuh. man i feel so much better after letting it all out.

oh and it doesn't help that CSI Miami is so gory. it makes me feel helpless too. darn it.