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as i predicted, corny Rudy is out, baby ! unfortunately, so is Paul Kim. i kinda liked him. though he didn't quite stand out. and yessa, that crazy woman, whose name is Nicole, is out too. and too bad, Amy followed suit. awwwh, she's a sweetheart but wasn't really that good in singing. so, i guess those who were eliminated deserved it ?

anyways, i'm just so bored. that's why i'm blogging.

about nothing in particular. i just feel like blogging.

what should i blog about ?

ohyea, did i mention an idiotic, low-life creature that resembles himself as a patient made me cry at work the other day ? yep, he made me cry. cos i was so bloody mad at him. since i'm in the "SERVICE INDUSTRY", i'm not supposed to scream at patients. no matter how IMPATIENT or UNREASONABLE that low-life creature of a patient can be. and it's so unlike me to scream at someone whom i'm really furious at (students not included. :P) i'm the type that keeps quiet and keep it all inside if i'm mad at a certain somebody. a.k.a merajuk la. HAH.

and even if i'm really mad at that person, if he/she says sorry, i'd automatically forgive him/her. really. i forgive and forget. no wonder i get bullied all the time.

oh well.

anywaaays, this patient didn't even say sorry for screaming at my face. nor did he cut down on the "point-point at Fizah" gestures. ohmyGod. at that point of time, i really felt like slapping his Goddamn face ok.

he was actually making a fuss about the jumping queue numbers (jumped by only 2 ok.) and it turned out that, amidst the commotion (alot of patients near closing-time, bloody doctors !), his prescription got "lost" somewhere. well, it wasn't lost la. it was just.. erm.. misplaced. but it was there la ok. so, he approached me (i was at counter 1, feeling super-stressed out) and complained to me about the queue number.

i was like, bloody hell la. i'm here giving the queue number and typing the scripts, right. i'm so not responsible for the things that happen behind, righttt. i'm very, very, VERY busy with the STACK OF PRESCRIPTIONS in front of me, right. tuttts !

i was trying to be nice and polite by saying that we were trying our best to speed things up and making sure the queue number doesn't jump. and you know what he bloody said ?

he said, "YOU ARE IN THE SERVICE INDUSTRY. DON'T SAY YOU TRY TO DO YOUR BEST. YOU MUST DO YOUR BEST !"

MY FOOT LA. you COME IN AND HELP la. BLOODY HELL. talk so much. we only got so many staff, ok. some had gone home ok. tutttttttttts la.

then i went, "ok, we're doing our best. sorry, sir. we'll speed things up. *a genuine smile*

"i don't see that you are doing your best. what service is this ?!", he went.

then i, being the polite service provider that i am, volunteered to look for his tray of medicines. and that was when i couldn't find it. of course i panicked la. that APEK was like some loanshark just waiting to pounce on me, man. so i went in and started asking people about that freak's medicines. and i was so frustrated that i felt that nobody in the pharmacy was trying to help me locate it, sia. everybody was like doing their own thing sey. and that was when tears start to well up in my eyes. i really felt like screaming, WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS APEK'S MEDICINES LA, SIA.

and when none of us could find it, i tried to calm myself down and asked that apek for his IC so that i can check if it's already keyed it. and you know what he bloody said ?

(with his macam-nak-kene-sepak face) I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T KNOW. I GAVE MY SCRIPT TO YOU *POINTS AT ME* DON'T TELL ME YOU LOST IT. EH, WHAT KIND OF SERVICE IS THIS, MAN ? DON'T ANYHOW ISSUE OK !

*continues pointing at me*

i was like, EH ALAMAK. NAK TOLONG LU KAN. NGADA-NGADA NI APE HAL. SKALI GUA LESING SAMA LU, BARU TAU. (translation: eh, ohMother. i want to help you, right. so petty for what. slap you then you know.)

ok, i didn't say that of course. that was my alter-ego. but i was really frustrated la, ok. even when i'm typing this, i'm still mad at him.

and you know what's the BEST THING OF ALL ?

HIS MEDICINES WERE FREE LA OK. it was under some FINANCIAL AID.

alamak, blood go up sia. FREE medicine still ask for BEST, IMPOSSIBLE-AT-THAT-MOMENT service. who do you think you are ? the President, is it ?

and you know who started complaining first ? his wife. a match made in hell. they totally deserve each other.

thank goodness there are a lot of nice patients out there who really made me enjoy doing my job. God bless you, nice patients. :)

not so much for that apek.

you want good service with undivided attention ? get that in Hell.

ok, that was harsh. i don't mean that. i just felt like typing that.

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and that was at.. 9:03 PM ·