*hates boss*
I live in a country of freaking morons. Seriously.
So today, I went to the bank to apply for an atm card. I got to the counter and hand my IC over to the woman, who took it and went back to some back room. Ten minutes later, she comes back and tells me that my IC is unreadable.
Me: That's impossible. (Because my IC is meticulously kept)
Stupid bank lady: *asks her colleague* Can it be done?
Wise-ass colleague: No. If your IC cannot be read, we cannot make your atm card. You need to go make a new IC down town. You know the building next to KDU? Its in there.
Me: *thinks - "WTF, I KNOW where to make ICs. But there is nothing wrong with mine!"*
Wise-ass colleague: ...*is still rattling on about where I can make a new IC*
*ANOTHER ten minutes later*
Stupid bank lady: *is still trying to make the reader work*
Me: *finally having had enough of the nonsense* Ahem.
Stupid bank lady: What?
Me: You inserted the card the wrong way. The microchip is facing OUT. *thinks - "dumbass."*
And so, Emmelyn Cindy Mah finally got an atm card.
I went to Prangin with Sharyl and bought some stuff. Finally bought that beautiful poster of Lighto-kun, looking so darn hot with chains around his hand, (NO, I am NOT into SnM. Watch Death Note to find out the significance of the bonds), and it is now stuck on the spot where Orlando Bloom used to be in my closet. XD
On the way home, I dropped by my workplace and discovered something.
Several hundred ringgit worth of purifying extract and facial masks have gone missing. Apparently, my boss knows who the culprit is, but is unwilling to oust the little bitch. So we all have to pay.
When we have our meeting tomorrow, I am going to give that bitch a piece of my mind. You don't expect me to pay for something you know someone else stole. I will have JUSTICE.
Damn. I wish I had a Death Note. ELIMINATE! ELIMINATE! *grumbles*
I'm going to go write now. Hmph.
So today, I went to the bank to apply for an atm card. I got to the counter and hand my IC over to the woman, who took it and went back to some back room. Ten minutes later, she comes back and tells me that my IC is unreadable.
Me: That's impossible. (Because my IC is meticulously kept)
Stupid bank lady: *asks her colleague* Can it be done?
Wise-ass colleague: No. If your IC cannot be read, we cannot make your atm card. You need to go make a new IC down town. You know the building next to KDU? Its in there.
Me: *thinks - "WTF, I KNOW where to make ICs. But there is nothing wrong with mine!"*
Wise-ass colleague: ...*is still rattling on about where I can make a new IC*
*ANOTHER ten minutes later*
Stupid bank lady: *is still trying to make the reader work*
Me: *finally having had enough of the nonsense* Ahem.
Stupid bank lady: What?
Me: You inserted the card the wrong way. The microchip is facing OUT. *thinks - "dumbass."*
And so, Emmelyn Cindy Mah finally got an atm card.
I went to Prangin with Sharyl and bought some stuff. Finally bought that beautiful poster of Lighto-kun, looking so darn hot with chains around his hand, (NO, I am NOT into SnM. Watch Death Note to find out the significance of the bonds), and it is now stuck on the spot where Orlando Bloom used to be in my closet. XD
On the way home, I dropped by my workplace and discovered something.
Several hundred ringgit worth of purifying extract and facial masks have gone missing. Apparently, my boss knows who the culprit is, but is unwilling to oust the little bitch. So we all have to pay.
When we have our meeting tomorrow, I am going to give that bitch a piece of my mind. You don't expect me to pay for something you know someone else stole. I will have JUSTICE.
Damn. I wish I had a Death Note. ELIMINATE! ELIMINATE! *grumbles*
I'm going to go write now. Hmph.