"You should have the initiative to keep it somewhere"
I told him that if it wasn't mine, and i don't know where its supposed to go, it stays where it is. He didn't seem happy, and he called this gifts my sister bought us, "nonsense". Much like a disused electric convection oven he lugged home from thailand and all sorts of other infrequently used appliances.
Now, scolding me when i have just woken up is not such a good idea, insulting gifts my sister brought for me is even worse. And that conversation wasted 10mins of my life i'll now never get back, i couldn't even finish my tea and microwave some beehoon, and since i learnt nothing new, i brought away nothing from the encounter. I had to leave the house otherwise i'd miss the bus. I normally don't care because i drive to the station, but since he came, well you know the story.
Thus concludes my unpleasant account. In summary, i woke up, got lectured at by a man who wakes at 6 to pack up the kitchen, and lost time i needed for following my morning routine.
Now i have yet to receive compliments for elevating the cleanliness of his garage to that of a level NEVER SEEN BEFORE. That's, what i call initiative, not putting some utensils in a box, leaving it in the garage, and then forgetting about it.
And i have also yet to see demonstration of his so called initiative. I paid for his dinner, i don't see my money back. WHERE'S THE FUCKING INITIATIVE!
If this kind of shit happens twice a week, i will snap by the 5th week, or before. I'm glad i'm finally employed, out of sight, out of mind.
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