Saturday, March 17, 2007
i am going nuts.
i hate what i have to do. i hate it when they throw me a mission thats impossible. do i look like james bone? yea maybe my surname OO1 but HHHHEEELLO!!! it isnt OO7 right! wtf. stupid vessels. how can i get something delivered to a vessel when its leaving at night and i only received the order when its about knock off hour?! which idiotic hard working supplier will have the manpower to send that bloody thing down to that bloody vessel. omg! cant they just use their brain and think? all they do is just demand demand and complaint. they dont care how u are gonna get those items as long as they have the goods there on time before they sail off like FCUK UR FCUKING ASS U BLOODY SAILORS! if they need something urgent they could have informed the port captain the moment they hit singapore water. if its really too late then DONT DEMAND FOR AN IMMEDIATE RECEIVAL OF YOUR BLOODY GOODS! so pissed off.
today i am pissed with that stupid kimtrans empress vessel. that fcuking mother vessel i hope she drowns. (yeah maybe i'll have more work if that happens but HACK!) ya that fcuking vessel just cant stay in one bloody port for more than 5 hours. and even just for that bloody 5 hours, it has to be on a bloody sunday so which bloody supplier will be more than willing to help out? and yea there happened to be one BUT this particular one demands for so much information that i had to dig the bloody heart of mine out to show and acknowledge that i've surrendered. i've already went to the extend, tried to find whatever and do whatever i can for him but i really have no freaking idea where the fcuk is P06 in pasir panjang terminal! cant they just drive there with the stupid goods and ask those stevedores there. do i look like a pasir panjang map! i know im the purchaser i should provide the info but hello! those are for authorised people to access. not a little intern like me and who should i ask when there's no one working on a bloody saturday. shit man this people. really nuts. all my big boss, supervisors, seniors went off happily so who shall i consult in. i was really at the boiling point. no, in fact at the evaporating point. shit ah! hate it so much.
i feel so stress. i pity my guy. he has to take my ridiculous out burst of insult. my unreasonable mood swing. i feel so guilty for making him suffer like that but i really cant control my emotions at the end of the day. i really had to blow but he shouldnt be the one taking it. haiz. moreover he's going to NS soon. his friends had organised an outing for him to sentosa but me, as a gf, did not plan any programme for him before he entered the glorious torture in camp. i am such a pig.
i hate myself i hate the shit i am in now i hate what im going through now.
i have to go to the training camp later. i want a break. but i still can go on. i will stop when i have to. and when i have to, i definitely will.
they say its experience that u need for a job. and they say its education u need for a job. i say its both and another, THEIR BLOODY COMMON SENSE AND CONSIDERATION. bloody stupid shit.
Cries of attitudelamb at 3:54 AM
