Monday, September 25, 2006
I met with a fucking rude staff at Burger King @ Ikea on Saturday & i cannot comprehend how come i did not complain. Sometimes i wonder if i'm really mellowing with age bcos it was totally unlike me to have reacted in the way i did, which was close to nothing.
What happened was after finish eating at BK, i was walking behind tubs when i heard someone say very rudely "excuse me, can you walk faster!". I turned around & there was this indian man who was working at BK. So i told him "do i look like i can go any faster? what kind of fucking attitude is this?" and i think i oso said something about complaining but guess what? I just left. I was fuming, no doubt but i think part of the reason why i din do anything about it was bcos the king of crabbiness asked me not to. Why? Not bcos he is more mild mannered than me. No way. If it had happened to him, he would have kicked up sucha a big fuss he would be given free BK meals for the next 5 years & that indian asswipe would have had a barrage profanities coming at him so fast & furious that his puny brain will never be able to comprehend in this lifetime or the next. The reason i did not do anything is bcos i give in too much to that BF of mine & his reason for not wanting me to complain was bcos he was tired & he just wanted to get home asap.
Power right. Some kind of BF he is. Doesn't even stand up for his own GF. Somebody teach me how to wash my hands off him.
That episode aside, i saw a mailer about Bungalows @ Caldecott. Its not yet built but it looks damn promising. It even has it's own swimming pool. I've always wanted my own private housing with a pool. *sigh* I can so imagine living in that house, with my BMW convertible or Jaguar sports parked in the garage. When is my big money gonna come rolling in? I think i should slap myself. Work hard now, dream later.
Oh. Digressing, I know what my next ink job is gonna look like oready. But first i need to find a good tattoo artist to draw it out the exact way i want it to be, and oso wait for $ lah.
It was showing Elton John's The Red Piano on cable TV. It was pretty short but i thought it was really good. Here's a song for all the people i love! *muackz*
It's a little bit funny this feeling insideI'm not one of those who can easily hideI don't have much money but boy if I didI'd buy a big house where we both could liveIf I was a sculptor, but then again, noOr a man who makes potions in a travelling showI know it's not much but it's the best I can doMy gift is my song and this one's for youAnd you can tell everybody this is your songIt may be quite simple but now that it's doneI hope you don't mindI hope you don't mind that I put down in wordsHow wonderful life is while you're in the worldI sat on the roof and kicked off the mossWell a few of the verses well they've got me quite crossBut the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this songIt's for people like you that keep it turned onSo excuse me forgetting but these things I doYou see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blueAnyway the thing is what I really meanYours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
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