Bitchfit

And we've finally moved. I was made to crawl around like a dog yesterday in dust and dirt while trying to assemble, dismantle and reassemble computers just because the queen couldn't decide where she wanted them to be placed at. I also unpacked all my documents and files only to realize that she wants it somewhere else.. I think I fucking hurt my back carrying heavy cabinets (what was she thinking?! I can't even lift up a PS3 console, dude) doing all those chores her maid was allocated to do.. e.g. clean dusty shit with a smelly rag. As I tried to mask my face of disgust while doing it... it was clear to everyone in the office that I have never done housework. Well if it's any consolation, my mom's bad at housework too. :/ Inadequate bratz4life.

Well today I didnt get the chance have lunch because I had to do urgent work and if not done asap, it might throw hundreds of reincarnation believers into bouts of insecurities. Amen. I am a good samaritan. I mean, apart from the fact that I am bitching about it, I felt secure because I knew that if I fainted/died of anger (a hungry man is an angry man), at least KK Women & Children's hospital is only five minutes away. In my office, there is no such thing as human rights.. don't even think about animal rights.

So I was given extra work to "finish by tonight" at 6pm. I thought, what the... doesnt work end at 6 for me and didnt you make me stay til 8pm yesterday?! So I figured maybe it was because I was 15 minutes late for work today... Punishment? Detention? JUST CUT MY PAY BY 2 DOLLARS LA. That's how much I earn in 15 minutes btw. Just so you know... I am never late for work and I was only late because I couldnt figure out the fastest possible way to get to the new place.

Quitting is.... not an option. Seeing as how I hate my job, you would have assumed that I my boss equally hates me too.. I hate to say this but... She's already coming up with plans on how I can work and study at the same time when I'm due for uni.

WHAT!!!!!

The only work I'm going to do when I'm in a local uni is SCHOOL WORK. Period. Staying in Singapore would be a huge sacrifice I might have to make (not to mention going against everything I've ever worked for) and the last thing I wanna do is to slog through the twilight of my youth for you, Missy. Unless you talk in numbers (and I mean five digit numbers hahaha) .. the case will be closed.

I can't believe I wasted an entire entry complaining about work when all I wanted to do was blog about living contradictions. Angst. Bitching about work has taken up too much airtime in this blog. Gtg sort my flight tickets out. Bye.