Thursday 15 February 2007


updates.

my first day of work is the worstseeeesst first day of work in the history of worst first days. i just had too much of what the fuck moments in one week time that it has come to one point which i think that this couldnt be real anymore.

the cool boss apparently isnt cool at all. the first day of work he just left 3 of us - who had no idea what the hell to do - on the streets with a dysfunctional gate.and we're suppose to repait it. what the fuck?

typical german wheather - raining all day long. we were standing in the cold for what seemed like forever. the boss said he needed to go to court to settle something official. i wanted soo much to pee but had to walk for 15003762 km to look for toilets. we didnt bring anything along aka money, therefore we couldnt budge from where we were. no food no drinks, just us, the stupid gate, the cold and the rain. for 6 fucking hours. what the fuck??

on our way back to the workshop, the boss was talking to his friend in the phone about us (malaysian girls la konon). then, he insisted us to go with to some party the next day. sure he mentioned it earlier but we all thought it was midday. apparently, its an evening party. and he promised his friend to introduce us to his friend. what the fuck?? he's pimping us out or what??

the fact that we couldnt wear hijabs- thus me wearing serkup and extra large cap with turtle necks and mufflers - yea, makes me feel like a fucking social retard. i mean- what the fuck is the problem there?? he said - i have no problems with hijabs but clients do. yea, right. so why cant i just wear them in the workshop? lame reason, honey. kalau boleh dia nak kami bukak semua. i wont do it if he oferred me 1 million euro.

the next day, we worked with the same retarded gate. he was there all right - making sounds to every woman who passed by. please la bitch, have some self respect. macam la kitorang semua tak tahu kau ni desperate , wanted to get laid, since you're bachelor terlajak. good thing we girls werent the only one who felt that. lelaki german lain pon. muahaha. we declined the party invitation, since mamat-mamat german lain pon nasihat jangan pergi. i mean- what the fuck?? if the party is suppose to be a company thing - why invite only the female population??

the thing got me so pissed sampai rasa mahu belasah orang;
i am fine with the fact that there's only one female toilet. alah bengkel je pon. but im not fine with the fact that we couldnt use it, eventhough the changing room is next to it. instead we have to walk all the way to male toilet to settle any natural calls. what the fuck?? what's the problem? the only person who can use the toilet is his secretary. okay so we thought - oh maybe she's using her own toilet paper, so we brought our own. i dont do natural calls in public toilets so i dont care much about the toilet paper. tapi aku kenalah ambil wudhuk. takkan nak ambil wudhuk kat toilet lelaki. so yesterday right after work we went in to change and guess what??? the fucking biatch secretary padlock the toilet. what the fuck?? busuk gila hati. dah la aku tak pernah nampak minah demanding ni, tapi aku rasa ringan ja tangan macam nak kasik satu tumbukan. gila. maybe she has some problem with foreigners. or maybe she's the one who pays all the water bills. or maybe she got some herpes and doesnt want to share it with other female population in the company. beats me. tapi kenapa aku rasa dia tak semulia itu?? ugh. witch! i soo wish she does have herpes and it fucking burnssss everytime she pees. muahahaha. i know i know i have ill thinkings.

so this morning, i refuse to go to work. elly refused to wake up. and minim is the only one who i think felt responsible about the whole working thing, so she got up and left. good for you, girl. i dont care.its not like he's paying any of his azubi and praktikanten doing all the work for his company. dah belambak-belambak apprentice timbul di kampeni dia, its not any different if i go to work or not. the hell with him. it brings a bit of comfort to know that at least we're not the only one whos complaining. the whole bunch hari-hari mengutuk dia. hahah. i lyke!

but ugh. what the fuck?? it doesnt change the fact that i went to work for just 3 days no more. and im still counting for these days to end.

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