I AM SO ANGRY NOW!!!!! RAWRRRRRRRR.

first my father wouldnt give me money for driving.
then when i came into the office all the chairs were gone. (they were in the conference room)
im thinking HOW COME THOSE PEOPLE CANNOT JUST KINDLY RETURN THE CHAIRS AFTER THEIR STUPID MEETING! why is it really THAT difficult?!!!!!!
so what, you think you're some manager or some other big shot so you CANNOT BE SEEN PUSHING THE CHAIRS BACK OUT AND RETURN THEM TO THEIR ORIGINAL PLACES??!!
wtf?!
and that's not the only thing.
over the weekends the sales people will come back to the office and they will need to print their cashcard activity so that they can claim the money from the company.
just nice only my computer has the stupid cashcard programme so they can only use my computer to print their retarded cashcard thing.
you should be able to guess, being extremely selfish and irresponsible people, they always leave my computer on after DOING THEIR THANG.
i mean, WHAT IS SO DIFFICULT TO JUST SWITCH OFF THE COMPUTER AFTER DOING WHAT YOU WANT?!!
anyone can walk past my desk and see, oh, the computer is on, so i should help a bit and switch it off since everyone is leaving the office already.
but NO, they dont. they just leave it.
and when i come back on MON they computer will be freaking on.
just imagine lah.
from sat to mon.
NOT THAT IM TRYING TO SAVE ELECTRICITY FOR THE COMPANY but these little small things just go to show how selfish and irresponsible people are.

last friday the office people had to welcome some VIP and they prepared for it since that mon.
everyone kept talking about clearing their desks, wearing formal, keeping the place neat and blah blah blah. they were so freaking serious about it.
on that day itself, everyone started work half an hour earlier. it was super funny cos usually i am always like the earliest. (cant help it cos my father has to drive me and also be on time for his work) then on that day itself i was the latest.
the VIP DIDNT EVEN LOOK AT THEM LAH. he only sat in the GM's office and talked for a while.
HAHAHAHA JACKED. so much for all the line skirts and ties and name tags on a DRESS-DOWN FRIDAY.
it was such an act you know. YUCK.

OH.
a few days back my manager didnt want to shift some heavy stuff so he made the driver, who's really kind of old, to do it!
like WHAT THE HELL RIGHT??
why cant you just freaking do it yourself since you're staring at it already?
why walk all the way down to get the poor old uncle to do it?
why, cant bear to crease your carefully ironed but disgusting shirt?
and im shocked that he has the heart to ask an old man to do it.
in the end i couldnt take it cos the heavy piles of paper were in front of me and i couldnt just watch the old man struggle with all the weight so i offered to help him.
and what was my manager doing then?
SMOKING behind a door.

i dont know man, maybe im just too naive but right now i just cannot stand all the things they do.