Monday, June 09, 2008

welcome to my fortress of solitude, may you find solace

i saw someone singing loudly this morning. but i feel bad. that someone is the guy i met in the elevator the other day. he was walking lazily and i can't help but asked, "why are you looking so miserably disturbed?". "i didn't have any money", he replied.

"and why is that", i asked knowing that he's working with a company on the 14th floor.

"someone lost a walkie-talkie. they made us pay for it. f**k, don't they have any idea how we've worked like a dog?".

poor guy.

2 comments:

$@m said...

jib.. lu join blog ssijb98 x? nape gua xnampak name lu pun kat dalam sane... lu ngajuk ngan gua ke.. huahua...

nazib said...

bulom join...tgh arus malas.

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