At work

Thumb drive
Some of you people might know that I “lost” my thumb drive at work in the recent weeks. And it happens to be a MP3 player that I double up as a thumb drive. Of course I was goddam pissed that I “lost” it. Plus that fact that it is the second thumb drive that I lost since coming to work. The first one was only 32mb one that Singnet gave as a free gift 4 or 5 years ago, but hey, I still do use it occasionally so I was mildy annoyed. The second one was the one that pissed me off the most simply coz I had quite a bit of school related stuff in it. And my techno mp3!

But imagine my surprise when the CC people offered to replace a thumb drive to me. Gosh! Totally unexpected of them. Especially since it’s not their fault (entirely). Granted they wanted to give me a 256mb one in view that my lost thumb drive is a 1gb one. But hey, it’s only 744mb lesser and 4 times smaller!

Right now your sarcasm meter should be going off the scale.

But seriously, I was quite touched when they said they would give me back one. But I was quite sure that I didn’t “lose” it. Simply because there is this old guy with itchy fingers who is working there. Not that I am saying that it is him who took it, but there are strong reasons and past events which led me to believe that he was the one. Even my fellow temp who quitted recently asked me to sneakily go through his cupboard to see if it might have “accidentally” landed in there.

Enough of that. The more I think about it, the more and angrier I get. I decided that I can compensate myself by stealing more office supplies. So don’t be surprise when you see me printing my lecture notes on coloured paper next term, simply because I think they have too much coloured paper there. Or have brand new stationeries. Who knows, maybe I will steal all the toilet paper just to piss them off.

Backstab
Did I ever mention that I love the office politics here? The amount of backstabbing that goes on around here is so bad that I have to be careful so as not to step on the dead bodies on my way to the toilet. With a office of 9 people, the amount of bitching is incredible. I seriously wonder how the backstabbing would be like when I get into the corporate scene. Every chance they get, they will bitch about the old man that I was referring to. Within the first week I was working there, it seems like the old man had already done so many bad things that would be enough to condemn him to the ninth circle of hell. And of course, the old man has his own shares of stories to tell me also. Sometimes they combine forces to bitch about my boss, in tactfully ways, but anyone with half a brain can tell what they really mean.

Being the only remaining temp here means they would try to get me on their good sides, so that they can have someone who will side with them, even if it’s only temporary.
It’s so freaking funny how I pretend to be shocked at their tales of how evil their colleagues are. In fact, I am so shocked that I have to stop whatever work that I am doing and listen to tattle tale go on and on while I think of how to make off with the company’s computer without anyone realizing.

Boss
Someone was mentioning that ever since my boss transferred over to this office, a lot more of the grassroots leaders and members start hanging out in the office. And they attribute it to the fact that my boss is a people person; someone who can communicate well with others and is very friendly.

Fuck sia. The real reason is that my boss is hot, and those perverts likely came by just stare at her.

She’s mine, you hear? She’s mine!!!!!