Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Thank God you're not my girlfriend

I'm home early today yeah bebeh!

Today has to be one of the most tiring days I've ever experienced in the history of forever. Masa camping seminggu time sekolah dulu pun tak penat macam ni. Word.

The story goes like this.

I went to do stat audit with a colleague of mine. I swear, this guy has to be one of the most clueless persons I've ever met. How on earth he got his driving license I have no idea. Not that he was driving today.

We didn't know that we were supposed to go stat audit today. We had to go to 2 places and I only Google-mapped the company secretary for my companies because when I asked him, he said he knew the place of his companies' secretary.

We planned to do mine first and after lunch, we went to his. Since none of us drove (I go to work with my Dad and he left his car at a Star LRT station near his house), we had to hop into some trains and walked the short distance to my place.

No problems so far.

Everything went downhill after lunch. He mixed up the company secretary's name AND the building we were supposed to go with some others. Thank God he brought along the files of the company or we would be wandering the streets near Pudu Raya like 2 lost souls till eternity. Can you believe he didn't know where in hell Leboh Ampang is? After we arrived at Leboh Ampang, we had difficulties in locating the building. Holy fuck, I think we must have tawaf-ed that place for 3 times before we finally found it.

I nagged at him the whole time we walked. Who wouldn't under the circumstances? His patience must have snapped while we were in the lift (I was still nagging at this point) and he said to me, "Thank God you're not my girlfriend. You nag too much".

I was tempted to say "Go fuck yourself" but instead I said "Thank God I'm not marrying you. You have no freaking sense of direction".

And then we both laughed. I guess we're still in good terms but if I'm forced to go to some place with him after this, I am so going to Google-map everything.

Oh I forgot to say that I wore a pair of 3-inch heels today and looking at my feet right now pisses me off.

Have I mentioned that I'm home early today? And this song is so good it's a wonder.



I have the album y'all!

And fuck those jealous haters who said this song sounds Indonesian. It's not, okay? Indonesian songs are never this good.

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