The Come Back: Should I Say, Cheers?

Okay, I am fine. Finally I could say that I am fine without that wincing expression on my face. Yes I am fine and if that is a good news, well, that should be it. Anyway today is Ms. Agatha's birthday. Everyone, or almost everyone, prepared a surprised mini-party on the floor. There were free foods as well but it had nothing to do with her birthday. I was so happy about it, I mean about the foods, because I had a very tight budget today like I couldn't even buy a gum. Imagine how poor I sound here. Hopefully the salary will be available later today. Cheers!

Playing With Calls: Don't do it at home.

Fernand Yim: Hey Jas, don't have a call? I have a loser caller now. Would you like me to transfer the call to you then you transfer it back to me?

Jasmin: Sure. Transfer.

(I transferred the call. It was so funny. Then she transferred the call back and I was on After Call mode. I couldn't accept the call. My Avaya phone was ringing like there was no tomorrow. I felt everyone looked my way. QA's were just around the corner. My heart sped up. Blood rushed to my face. My God, I might lose my job today, I whispered.)

And we're safe. A big sigh of relief. I thought I would die that moment. Arg, really scary.

ADS, According To Elve Jane

Elve Jane now is seated next to Alfred. That's three seats away from me. There were just few calls that shift, it was like availing for around three minutes. That was really good. I got a little bored and I kept standing when I had no call, I turned to Elve Jane's direction. I was waving my two hands on the air, when she noticed that, I just smiled. She was making faces to me. Then she introduced the ADS: Attention Deficiency Syndrome ( Or Attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). A condition in which a person (usually a child) has an unusually high activity level and a short attention span. People with the disorder may act impulsively and may have learning and behavioral problems.) She asked jokingly if I had it. Now that I am thinking about it, I am not really sure...

The Bad Driver

I was on the bus on my way home when I noticed this driver in a white car, not really sure about the color of the car but I got the plate number. It is zbw272. The window was down and I could see him unwrapping the box of his cigarette. He was carelessly throwing all the litters on the street! I was waiting for him to look my way so that I could make silent protest with my big letter L on my forehead using my thumb and index finger, telling him how LOSER he was! Unfortunately, the uneducated driver seemed insensitive enough to not notice me at all. But here is the plate number, zbw272. The plate number is zbw272. Arg, how many times I should mention the plate number, which is zbw272, before I could release the tension in my body? It is zbw272.

It is just that I easily get upset and mad at the time seeing these type of people who are so careless about our environment. Not that I am over-reacting or whatever you might call it, it just pisses me off.

Inhale. Exhale...

It hurts twice.

Still on the bus, it happened again. Since the day one, every time I go home and take the bus, I always fall asleep. Thing is, for today, I was unconsciously swaying my body while I was trying to fight back the dreamland. On that moment of complete surrender, I always hit the glass window with my head. It instantly woke me up, as always. The bad thing about it today, aside from the fact that it hurts and very embarrassing for those who could hear the LOUD SOUND of it, it happened twice today!

That's for now.