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Friday, November 03, 2006 *12:30 AM

I cant stand when this human say to me, "What a cheap watch you bought? 3 for $10 issit?" I just kept quiet. Kurang ajar seh! Mouth no insurance ah? I simply smile though my hands shivering eagerly to slap her mouth. Was frustated about project affairs and yet she got the heck to make me boil. I dont think it is a joke. It is rude. A rude phrase that she convey to me. Ok. Im not sensitive but i just wanna make it clear that, you dont have to be rude though shes your bestfren or watsover. Coz your rudeness will make a bad impression on you. Just bear that in mind. No offence ok? huahuahua. Today was a bad day for me. Ok, you see, i am going to the tailor shop as last monday i had my jeans alter. So, pick it up today. I went. A wide smiling face was in me, hoping that it turn to be what it have to be. And...tadaaa!..*clap* *clap*here goes the conversation:

Me: Hello Uncle, i wanna take my jeans.
Tailor: Jeans? What color paper bag?
Me: Ya, jeans. Purple color, bag.
Tailor: Ok. Wait ah. I check.

(5 mins later)
Tailor: Dont have. I dont have your jeans.
Me Huh? I gave you Monday, and you tell me to pick it up today.
Tailor: Oh. Issit? Ok. Wait ah. I check again.

(5 mins later)
Tailor: Is this your jeans?
Me: Ya (*smile*)
Tailor: But i havent alter it. Can you pick it up tomorow?
Me: *&%%^@*#!! No. I want it by today. Can you alter it a.s.a.p?
Tailor: Hmm..Ok lor. Today at 5pm, you take.

Ok. What is this? Is this how you make bussiness? Blow top man! A full basket of vulgarities i gave him. Was about to spank him off. Huahuahuahua. And, he managed to alter it on time. So Uncle, thank you! But, i think you should go to "time management course" ok? Go and enrol ok? Huahuahuahaha.