Bill want Kp?

Bill want Kp?

Nope not L4D the bill. Is the receipt for food order. Today is a bad day. Screw it.

Went for work today. Was inside serving ppl. I had a nasty cough n sore throat with phlegm in my lungs which is awfully thick and hard to cough out. Wanted to take the day off but decided not to trouble the manager as it was her day off. So, i went to work. ._.

Then i was inside. This family...dad,mom, big kid and small kid. Went to dine. Was serving them. When they were leaving the restaurant, the kid walked out 1st then the mom stopped him and said "Say bye bye." The kid ignored. Then the mom said again "Say bye bye......quick, go, say bye bye to uncle." she grabbed his head and turn him around to face me. then the kid looked at me and waved his arms and said "bye bye uncle." WTF. when they walked away, my smile instantly dropped to a -.- face. WTF. 19 yrs old and u call me uncle. WTF!! MOM! what are u teaching your kids u knnbccb.

Then i was like. sua. This will be the last time. So i walked outside to check on the outside customers. Then this fat fat fat angmoh asked for bill. Got the bill..he payed by credit card. My company's policy is to sign on both the credit card receipt and the bill. The food bill. So i brought it to him i told him to sign here and here..*point point* So he signed on the credit card and stopped. I said..sign here also sir. Then when he wanted to sign on the bill. (Btw, he was using his own noob pen) HIS PEN COULDN'T SIGN!

Then he went like "Tsk! Tell me why do i have to FUCKING sign on this bill." My mind was like 'fuck u'. Totally. _l_ if i wasn't working in my company i would have kp kp kp kp kpkb him on the SPOT. Asshole. Restaurant policy u kp wat? My taiji? I'm just a waiter asking you sign nia. U tell me nicely nevermind. You think your english very good want hao lian use the word "FUCK" while talking to me. Nvm. Wait till i see u again. In the mean while i hope U get knocked down by a passing car and die. Jibai. Fat bastard.

Pissed. I swear.

If u noticed, the colours totally is like a traffic light. Expressing me from calm, to boiling point at different incidents today.

And the thought of having my
"what-i-though-was-one-of-the-better-and-more-good-friend"
continuously chasing me to settle of an accident
totally makes me feel fucked up.

P.S: The One and i hope the ONLY vulgar post in my blog.