Dumbfucks

I don't get it.
What's it with some people.
Go ahead and holler all you want in my tag.
Not going to remove my tag as yet.
Not till you've had your fun, whoever you are.
I hope you are enjoying it as much as I am enjoying this.

Anyhow.
I have this thing with people speaking above certain decibels.
They piss me off so bloody much, I just want to slap the shit outta them.

1. The lady who just can't shut up
Went down factory visiting today.
Malaysia trip was postphoned again (not that I am complaining), so in replacement. I had to go down to a local factory with a male QA supervisor.
And the entire office had to talk about it.
How he has to bring a lil girl (me) out to a factory.

The factory was at Toa Payoh
In the car, the conversation was as follows:

(towards TPE)
QA Supervisor: Did I just miss the Braddell exit?
Me: (sits up and look around) I think you did like really longgg ago
QA: ohhhh

So instead of a 15 minute ride from office to the factory, we spent 45 mins wasting petrol.
How nice.
I was fighting real hard not to fall asleep by staring at the cars on the road.
I don't know about you, but cars moving alonngside on the road just have this really hypnotic effect on me.
The cars all seem to chant : sleep sleep sleep.

Anyhow, I shall not digress.

The moment we reach the factory.
The factory manager never stopped yelling into my ear.
It pisses me off really.
How she goes on and on about how good her factory is, how this and that, how much effort they put in and bla bla bla.
The bottomline is: If you are really that good, we can see it. We are not fucking blind.
Don't yell into my ear to prove a point.

2. The lady who just can't stop talking
What is the different you may ask?
I have no idea seriously.
BUt during dinner. I encountered yet another dumbass lady who just cannot stop talking.
We had to share our table with another 2 ladies at the Hawker Centre.
I am fine with sharing seats really. That is if you observe some basic rules.
That is, if you would like a conversation with your friend during dinner, the same as others would like their own conversation.
How would it feel like if you speak so loud that it drowns out the conversation of the others at the same table?
It felt like crap.
She just could not stop talking, and fussing about everything.

So its 12:02am now.
Its my birthday like now.
But I feel like crap.
My friend asked me today, so how are you going to celebrate it tomorrow?
And I wondered.
So how?
Perhaps as we age, birthday celebrations no longer are important.
Or maybe, its the person we are with at the particular point in time that makes birthday specials.

So is it or is it not important?
Awwwww.. Its times like this, that I feel loved.

Happiness is never OUT of Fashion... says:
and I LOVE U.... he he..

Don't ask what my boyfriend bought or did for me.
Nothing is my answer now, tomorrow and the day after.