Pushed

Well getting pushed around is not fun unless you are the pusher. I have never felt so easily pushed around as far as this crappy brain can remember. Just imagine something like this happening 3 times in the space of 10 hours. Mere coincidence, I guess not.

It all started as a sunny, cooling and breezy day while having so much fun (read: shits) doing the assignment, then…..

Niece came online, since I am her uncle, it will be right to have a short chat with that lovely girl. Well the chat was short, really short, all in all…less than 5 minutes. I asked about her dog in the pic, her reply, “Its my dog anyway...she's wet cuz after bath... put her on the chair to dry her... anyway... do ur assignment uncle...ciow”. That is the only reply from her. Hack, I am your uncle, show some respect please. It do not take a genius to know that one day I will go to a land far, far, far away. So dear niece, chat with me while you still can before I lay 6 feet under, stop thinking of fuzzy, think of me; thinking of me brings joy…period. And please stop asking me to do my assignments!!!

Few hours later, I took a bus to uni of which it is darn late, luckily made it on time with 5 minutes to spare. As usual, I would sit right at the back and will slowly drift to dreamland, but not today. Today is a special day, hand in assignment day, but it did not go smoothly. My group member printed the wrong stuff, therefore JY and I rushed to the computer labs to make some amendments and print the correct stuff of which took about 15 minutes to get it done, finally our master piece was ready for submission. As I entered the class, some idiot got to sit at my place, is he that blind that he cannot see my bag and utensils all laid to perfection on the table; that bugger really need to open his eyes. Consequently, I moved to another table, right in front of the class, the taboo 1st row of tables. DAMM YOU ANG MO!!!

When you thought things cannot get any worse, take my word, do not underestimate it.

Went for a quick bite with Mason after class somewhere near uni, then it happen again. On the side note, the cashier was rather cute. As a civilized barbarian, I waited ever patiently for my turn to make some orders. When it was my turn, things got a little out of control;

Cashier: Good day sir, how can I help you?
e2e: I would like a cheeseburger set tagged with you on it.
Cashier: **smiled**….that will be $5.25 sir.
e2e: Hey, would you care to join me for a quick bite? I promise would not bite hard.
Cashier: I am so sorry, I can’t join you…I am working.
e2e: Quit your job, I am more fun than that.
Cashier: **smiling while packing my orders**….here you go sir….NEXT!!!