I'm telling you, she's mentally ill. I'm sick of listening to her lame jokes and her constant complaints about everyone else. I can no longer fake a laugh, can barely snort at the crap she has to say everyday;
How busy she is, How she doesn't have time for these files(5 minutes later she goes to the back and makes herself a cup of milo). Why she is right and every lawyer is wrong, Blaming me for distracting her whenever she makes a mistake, Backstabbing her employers on every chance she could think of something to stab the boss's ass about, Her occasional file-slamming, profanity-screaming moods,
She's just fucking lazy. She's probably the only, self-proclaimed, 'busiest person' in world who steal bones(curi tulang) at every chance she gets. I find the hypocrisy absolutely appalling.
I used to think that I was slowing her down, but now I'm starting to feel that things have turned the other way. Disgusting.
I've recently managed to confirm that the clerk DOES get agitated easily. The occasional bursts of fury mixed with genital words from a certain chinese dialect, doesn't quite help when you are trying to type letters or worse, handle the typewriter. But I guess maybe she does have a reason to be pissed, the fort she built around her with the files that she has to attend ASAP probably prevents the good chi to flow into her work place. Either way, I don't think that gives her the license to scream profanities during work.
Nasty stuff. Clerk work is not as easy as it may seem. Requires super-human memory and multi-tasking. Then again, maybe its just me. Uselessness.
Apparently she's about twice my age,the clerk. She doesn't look that old really. She plays WOW and watches anime and has friends who hire Pros. I shall not elaborate too much. Just in case the impossible chance of her stumbling to this blog isn't that impossible.
Anyways, work isn't too bad. It's almost like being in school again, substitute students with adults. There's so much drama! Colleague A feels that Colleague B is incompetent, Colleague B thinks Colleague A is stingy. But most of the time the bosses usually are the bad guys. They should make a reality TV show of an office. Not quite like The Apprentice but more on the daily lives of clerks and accountants in their office.
I saw a pregnant lady wearing a super skin tight blouse. It's so tight that the belly button showed a little lump, just like a nipple. The blouse was short too. Unfortunate for me, the sight of the lower part of her beach-ball-like-belly caused my dinner to look not as good as I would have hoped.
I bought 2 turtles today! XD Yeah! erm I really happy because this time I managed to get a bigger one. It about the size of a 5 year old's fist. Not that big, I know, but it's alot bigger than the other 5 dead turtles I had. They were slightly bigger than a 50sen coin only.
I'm so happy! Erm. Actually only happier than usual. But usually I'm not happy so I guess I'm just happy.
Another one of my baby turtles died. This means out of the 5 baby turtles, only one survived despite the extensive care that I've provided them.
The sight of the lifeless turtle didn't really stir up sorrowful emotions like how the first one did, but more of a "...Oh, again..." feeling. Abashed I was, with how witnessing death could seem so...normal after only a few times.
I shook the tiny thing from side to side and its limbs hung lose like a puppet.
Anyway, if I were a South Park cartoon, I'd probably look like this:
I feel like such a dork. It took me almost half a day to fill up some forms with the typewriter. I didn't even think that I had to learn to operate such an obsolete machine and failing several times to type STRAIGHT. I've still not mastered aligning the paper yet.
Technically, 'Day Job 1' should have been yesterday but it turned out that yesterday was just the 'interview'. It was a very poor 'interview' as the employer-lady did most of the talking, and by most I mean she talked for almost an hour. Not quite a conversation but a monologue. Come to think of it, it was not much of an interview but a not-so-brief briefing of what I was supposed to be doing only that, due to the length of the briefing, I was not able to distinguish instructions from FYI.
Well, today, the official Day Job 1, I was brought to the other section to assist a clerk. The employer-lady warned me that the clerk has a reputation to be easily agitated but today she seemed very patient towards my naivety and foolishness towards office work. In fact, I forcefully ripped apart the rings of a ring file and dislocating the lever which I was supposed to use to gently open up the rings. She went calling for her god and repeatedly questioned, how I managed to do that. Fortunately, with just as much force, I was able to place back the lever and she was back to her calm state, although I could almost read her thoughts that could have been '...and I'm supposed to train this nincompoop who can't even open up a ring file...'.
However, it don't think I could hope for a better start. Apparently, the clerk was in one of her best moods ever today, according to some of her colleagues whom were all surprised that she had not been shouting or screaming at all for the day. One of the first few things she told me was not to be surprised if I noticed that she is not on speaking terms with one particular colleague.
Pretty tensed office huh. I think I've seen nothing yet.
