I fell down when I brought rubbish out to throw just now. All of you know how I hate the bins duty and when I picked myself up, my colleague who was smoking by the side told me I slipped on an orange!!!
What the fuck?
I looked to the floor and see a HALF ORANGE! It is not a single piece of orange skin, mind you, it is a half orange!
These people are fucked up. The bin is right by the side and they chose to throw the fucked up orange beside it and not into it.
I immediately flared up at myself and exclaimed, too loud, that THIS PLACE IS FUCKED UP!!! and I stomped back into the office and cry.
I know it is just a fucking fall, no fucking big deal, not like it hurts more as compared to me smashing my head against the ground when I fell in my bike lessons.
But the point is, I wouldnt have if it's not for the clearing of the rubbish, or for the inconsideration of the ppl here, I wouldnt have that mishap. The people here are so typical! Bossy, inconsiderate, crappy.
I wish I have a good job offer now and I can throw the resignation in someone's face.
Ok la, no blood ran, but I've got some bruise on my kneecaps. I still can walk, but I am in a really lousy mood now. Thanks a lot, what a good start to 23. Is this an omen or what?
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