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Wednesday, December 28, 2005

here comes one late night entry.... since its so damn late now... i think i would not post as long as i expected.. since im aiming to sleep before 4am... and now is 334am... i've got less than 1/2 an hr to complete this entry yeah... so i think i wouldnt have enough time to cover all the stuff that happened in all these months.. both great and bad. first off... Os are over(duh) and mom got me a job as a games promoter... i was expecting my workplace to be somewhere like Tampines.. in the end i got jurong point. jurong goddamnit! thats like 204042 km away from my place. then my first day of work was hell... i was kinda a blur dick.. as i never worked before in my life... i stammered like a vibrator when attending to customers... afraid they'll ask me stuff that i dont know... and im blur with the keys too... not knowing which key opens whichever cabinet... yeah.. well that was my first day at work.. i've had a "warm" welcome from the head manager there... fucking rude woman.. my mom called her to enquire about what i should wear.. then she retorted to me... "eh your how old already still, ask ur mother to do this and that. im not ur boss and i dont pay OK. " well my mom was just concerned, u stupid bitch. and i hated her ever since. days pass... and i've always had my meals alone... until one day... i met a really friendly promoter dude who just came to work there.. he struck up a conversation with me... and yeah, we've been work buddies ever since... slacking together, cracking dumb jokes, having meals together... yeah the 3 of us. the other promoter dude is a 15 year old and hes also a great guy, blessed with a pretty girlfriend. i saw her twice. and eventually, i've got better at work... and i lost my nervousness after like a week into work. so i've handled customers with ease... i've encountered lots of blind customers... like they ask me, "eH EXCUSE me, how much is this gameboy???" when the price tag is staring straight at him. how blind can he get.. somemore its damn big. another dumb question is... "eh do u have pirated games here?" you think what?! i'm running a pirated games stall issit?! obviously some people like these can get really annoying. well the "dumbest question" award goes to this indian woman... about 2 days ago... since my station is located near to kiddy VCDs and DVDs area, she asked me, "do you have the kingkong pirated DVD anot." i was like "...." being a nice promoter i just said no. anywaysSS, i'm the last promoter standing. all my other promoter dudes have finished... one of them has school the following week, and the other is working at the expo as a promoter yet again.. but only for 6 days. i feel so lonely....... but nvm i have a dude who accompanies me when i go out to eat, a friendly toys r us staff. he is tall, but actually he is younger than me, by a year haha. and yea, how much i hate mentioning this.. but i've encountered a fuckin gay at my workplace... hiding in the toilets of the second floor. and he even tried to hit on me!! die motherfucker! then i avoided that toilet for 2 weeks plus... i was glad i didnt see him. until i saw him again last week... but i was with my 2 promoter dudes. so he didnt get near us.. he kept staring. if only i had a gun. i'll blow his brains out. gays are fine, but they piss me off a lot if they get bold and start hitting on guys and WORST, STALKING THEM. seriously... i wonder why god gave him a life. then today, at work... i was slacking as usual... having my happily extended 3 and 1/2 hr dinner break... was reading at the library in the comfort of the air conditioner and some interesting books.. then my toys r us buddy met me.. then he wanted to buy ice-scream suddenly... i know his motive anyway.. to check out the girl working there. but i decided to go to the toilet first.. so i walked past the ice-cream store.. then the girl smiled at me. shes ok looking la but not really those damn superb type. then my friend went..."EH she smiled at you leh!!!" yes, i know he's irritating. then later after visiting the loo... we looked at the priceboard... the ice-cream is ridiculously expensive. $2.80 per scoop!!!! then the girl wasnt there now, now replaced with a fat girl. then i later saw her.. she was behind the counter.. then i didnt take note of her... but my friend told me that she kept looking at us. actually i didnt have the mood to get to know anyone at that time.. or not maybe i'll just go up to her and strike up a conversation or something... then in the end we didnt buy any ice-cream and my friend wanted to do so tmr instead... he was scared that the girl might not work the following day... so he'd better pray hard. then as usual... i haave bladder p[roblems.. i need to piss again.. cuz i drank gallons of water earlier.. but that was a fatal mistake. i walked into the Basement toilet... and then that gay fucker was inside!! yes it is him... that fucking asshole. then my friend just went to look at himself in the mirror, while i went to piss in the cubicle... i thought he left... but when i opened the door, i saw him... standing beside my friend... pretending to comb his hair... i know... this is seriously freaking me out... then he walked past me and used the same cubicle... but that was all part of his acting... then i told my friend..."thats the gay bitch, i guess we better get out of this place.. he freaks me out." so we walked faster out of the toilet to the escalator... then when going up midway.. we saw that fucker running towards the escalator.. he's stalking us goddamnit!! then once we reach the upper floor we went to seek shelter by mixing with the dense crowd.. there's no way he could find us. in the end he was gone.. man this is like as if we're in a horror movie, not the psycho killer after us, but a psycho ugly gay man. my final two days at work... i'm NEVER gonna use the B1, LVL2 and 3 toilets... for the fear that he'll be appearing there. so the best toilet yeah, is the forth floor toilet located at the library... and the cleanest too.. and regularly serviced by the cleaners there.. i salute them for keeping the toilet clean and smelling so fragrant with the regular spraying of perfume. eh shit its 4am already.. i'm gonna continue tomorrow... my story wont end that fast... to be continued...

Purple Rose;
11:24 AM