Monday Biru

How your day begins is kinda important as it can influence how the rest of your day turns out. My mood was ruined Saturday night itself, Spurs lost 2-1 to freaking Blackburn...2 last minute goals. Then came Monday morning Villa lost to freaking MU 3-2...again to 2 last minute goals. Shit...that really got the shit ball rolling...good morning shitty monday. The only consolation from EPL this week is "moi" is "numero uno" in the fantasy league...mua ha ha ha.

Alarm rang at 6am, shut it and balik tidur only to wake up half an hour later...oooo shit. Quick mandi, no time to "pang sai" got outta the house...jam at Sunway toll. Cleared the toll 30 minutes later and came face to face with a white Mercedes, hello C** B** this is a 2 lane road if you din notice, what the shit are you trying to do creating a third lane. So freaking close to my car, was playing chicken with him every single step...until conventional wisdom took precedence, let the prick win...if kena accident lagi susah. As I stop to let the prick move into my lane, another prick shows up from behind and makan into my lane...ok pass...I'm in no mood to argue with you in the morning...my ego take the back seat. Pricks 2 Capt 0.

Came to the office had my breakfast and hot coffee, ahhhh soothing...I though the worst is gone. Out from the corner I see a shadow, familiar shadow...its...its the silhouette of the 48 year old virgin...eeeewww poisonous fella...lets call her auntie for short. Auntie has issues with my crew, accusing them of saying that she is mental...which my crew never did. Auntie must be psyhic, can hear people talk when nobody did. Hmmm...did she hear people's thoughts or hear voices from somewhere else. So now she merajuking dun want to liase with any of them...so I had to be a messenger. She came over to my place and say "here return this document to you", yes true...the document belongs to my section...but speak with my crew lah as they are the custodian. As I called auntie and ask her to hand it over to the document custodian, she buat tak dengar tak tau...terus jalan. So I called her twice, bikin tak dengar...there is no way tak dengar...cos auntie was just 2 feets away. How rude!!!

This raises an interesting point, if some tua auntie whose both "front and back door" hasn't been used before (virgin...muhhh) would they hear voices??? The truth is out there. I know when people while using the front door... got some other noise they hear...he he he.

I love mouse hunt, Capt says Au Revoir.