Patience

Today's happenings were such a test of patience.

1. Came to work only to learn from my colleague that the cleaner uncle (a grumpy, funky smelling one at that who grunts almost perpetually) stepped ON my work table to clean the cabinet's top. Like, hello! Just because I have a neat desk with lots and lots of empty space does not mean its open for people to step on!! Sent Admin a nasty email to put things in place. Geez~

2. I had a colleague ask me about how I replied to an email query, and since she also got a similar query, 'it was good to let the rest (i.e. her) know so they are aware of the enquirer's tricks up his sleeve. Like hello~ where got time. And the last I remembered she ever shot me some nasty remarks saying that I was 'so free ah' as to send redundant emails to the team. Send wrong, don't send also wrong.

Anyway, I'm not obligated to make anyone happy and I don't owe no one shit, unless (i) you gave birth and fed me or (ii) you're paying my bills. So if you're pulling an stunt just to feed your big fat ego, talk to the hand, woman!

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Eat that, smarty pants. *roars with all-round-tyra-banks-in-your-face-fierceness*