Almost always fate only lets you know its intention when the time is wrong, ain't it? You never know when or what is a good/bad fate. To me, fate isn't just about love, its the buffer to two subjects/events that are meant to meet/face, well then of course, good luck or bad luck comes in the way as the catalyst that connects the two together. Well, pretty unfortunately, fate doesn't have a definite shape, figure or size, and most of the time, and although it is not, it comes to you like a blessing.. well in this case what I'm trying to say is, it comes in disguise.
See, fate doesn't always come to you directly, sometimes, intentionally or not, god seems to be playing tricks on his creations, at times, making our lives difficult. The fact is, what happened next that makes you think you got away doing something, you should not be 100% sure about it. If you escaped death, it doesn't mean you're not gonna die.
Well, its true, in my case... at least.
When you have a nasty person to deal with, chances are, your life ain't gonna be easy. It gets worst when your company makes you deal with the company's fault. The problem is too many things get into the pipeline, and no one really know what's going on, when all of a sudden, in the end of the day, you do not get to deliver what's been promised to the person. Look, its not a 2 dollars thing.
When you're dealing with numbers that are worth as much as a regular 2 litre japanese sedan car, you have to keep your promises. But sometimes, shit happens sooner or later, and you gotta bear the shit that comes in your wait. Bearing shit ain't an easy job.
So story starts here.. this client did not get what she was promised, so being a nasty client, I was pretty sure she is not gonna let me get away with it so easily. My boss said, "this is not gonna be easy, I know, you'll get some scoldings from her, and if she's really nasty, it'll gonna be worse.. thats what the servicing line is all about". So,.. he said since its not gonna be an easy call, "If I were you, I'll seek comfort.. in your case.. your girlfriend". Now that doesn't sound too good right? But I know.. its life its life.. no one dies a virgin, cos life rapes us all..
So, as the day went, I anyhow need to call her up and tell her the bad news, and let my ears bleed to her verbal stabbings. Surprisingly enough, she was calm after she got the news, and instead asked me to write to her nicely in black and white. Well, I thought that was good news, no need to hear her loud and angry voice, so as I thought, I escaped death. My boss said "you gotta face it, Julian, this will not be the end of it...anyway, if she calls, just answer your call, tell the truth and get over it.. this will happen sooner or later". And so I waited days for her call, anxiously, but that day never came. So I was unsure if it was good or not.
For all I know, death did not miss me.. it actually took a deadlier route to reach me. She wrote to my Managing Director complaining about the matter. Now, when I thought I'd just die from an agonizing penis Cancer, life hits me in the face and told me I'm gonna die from being kicked at my groin over and over again. It got me shocked for awhile, but like my boss told me, its not our card to call, its the higher being's call.
If its the game for the gods, let the gods play their game. Humans are never in the same league as the god, so if its a higher calling, escalate it to the right people.
Well, what I learn from here is that, sometimes, its no use feeling afraid, or worry about something that isn't your fault. Trepidation will always be standing at the corner trying to pound you, thats undeniable. But I guess, we as humans are always worrying or feeling sorry for ourselves or someone else for the wrong reasons.
Well in my case, I was given a gun without bullets to defend myself.. how about that? heheh.. but all is well in the end, with the help from my boss, it all went well.. but let me repeat, this is not the end.
***
The election is just around the corner. Are you guys gonna vote? or not? I am gonna vote this year, I am practicing my rights as a citizen. The problem is, I don't know when I registered to become a voter. I've been telling everyone that I've missed the registration, until one day, my mom called and I received a letter from the SPR stating my venue and time. How weird is that? I'm just 22, and its only been one year since I register, and I've no records of memories of me registering as a voter. Now, all of YOUs, please tell me how can this happen?
Are there something going on in the system? I don't know, you tell me.
Just to reinforce... I DID NOT REGISTER AND IF I REALLY DID, I CAN'T RECALL! Well, unless of course, if the guy whom I register myself with has memory recall ability or he has that Men In Black thingy.
So what do you guys think? I'm not siding any party on this issue, I'd just like to know how did this come about.
Well since the election is near, everyone is talking about it, and once and for all, ended the hot gossip on the "Edison Scandal". Anyway, if you take a look in the local newspapers, there seems to be a propaganda going on... Everything, from the illustrations, to the content, and the ratio of BN content against the opposition contents... is made to be very overt.
Some motivations for all you first time voters, please correct me if I got my facts wrong, this is what I HEARD anyway.. if you are travelling back to your hometown to vote, BN will compensate for your travelling expenses. And if you heard, some parties will pay you to vote for them (I certainly hope to come across this.. it will certainly change my decision to vote :D.. I'm willing to sell my soul to the devil to fulfil my earthly desires anytime.
***
See, fate doesn't always come to you directly, sometimes, intentionally or not, god seems to be playing tricks on his creations, at times, making our lives difficult. The fact is, what happened next that makes you think you got away doing something, you should not be 100% sure about it. If you escaped death, it doesn't mean you're not gonna die.
Well, its true, in my case... at least.
When you have a nasty person to deal with, chances are, your life ain't gonna be easy. It gets worst when your company makes you deal with the company's fault. The problem is too many things get into the pipeline, and no one really know what's going on, when all of a sudden, in the end of the day, you do not get to deliver what's been promised to the person. Look, its not a 2 dollars thing.
When you're dealing with numbers that are worth as much as a regular 2 litre japanese sedan car, you have to keep your promises. But sometimes, shit happens sooner or later, and you gotta bear the shit that comes in your wait. Bearing shit ain't an easy job.
So story starts here.. this client did not get what she was promised, so being a nasty client, I was pretty sure she is not gonna let me get away with it so easily. My boss said, "this is not gonna be easy, I know, you'll get some scoldings from her, and if she's really nasty, it'll gonna be worse.. thats what the servicing line is all about". So,.. he said since its not gonna be an easy call, "If I were you, I'll seek comfort.. in your case.. your girlfriend". Now that doesn't sound too good right? But I know.. its life its life.. no one dies a virgin, cos life rapes us all..
So, as the day went, I anyhow need to call her up and tell her the bad news, and let my ears bleed to her verbal stabbings. Surprisingly enough, she was calm after she got the news, and instead asked me to write to her nicely in black and white. Well, I thought that was good news, no need to hear her loud and angry voice, so as I thought, I escaped death. My boss said "you gotta face it, Julian, this will not be the end of it...anyway, if she calls, just answer your call, tell the truth and get over it.. this will happen sooner or later". And so I waited days for her call, anxiously, but that day never came. So I was unsure if it was good or not.
For all I know, death did not miss me.. it actually took a deadlier route to reach me. She wrote to my Managing Director complaining about the matter. Now, when I thought I'd just die from an agonizing penis Cancer, life hits me in the face and told me I'm gonna die from being kicked at my groin over and over again. It got me shocked for awhile, but like my boss told me, its not our card to call, its the higher being's call.
If its the game for the gods, let the gods play their game. Humans are never in the same league as the god, so if its a higher calling, escalate it to the right people.
Well, what I learn from here is that, sometimes, its no use feeling afraid, or worry about something that isn't your fault. Trepidation will always be standing at the corner trying to pound you, thats undeniable. But I guess, we as humans are always worrying or feeling sorry for ourselves or someone else for the wrong reasons.
Well in my case, I was given a gun without bullets to defend myself.. how about that? heheh.. but all is well in the end, with the help from my boss, it all went well.. but let me repeat, this is not the end.
***
The election is just around the corner. Are you guys gonna vote? or not? I am gonna vote this year, I am practicing my rights as a citizen. The problem is, I don't know when I registered to become a voter. I've been telling everyone that I've missed the registration, until one day, my mom called and I received a letter from the SPR stating my venue and time. How weird is that? I'm just 22, and its only been one year since I register, and I've no records of memories of me registering as a voter. Now, all of YOUs, please tell me how can this happen?
Are there something going on in the system? I don't know, you tell me.
Just to reinforce... I DID NOT REGISTER AND IF I REALLY DID, I CAN'T RECALL! Well, unless of course, if the guy whom I register myself with has memory recall ability or he has that Men In Black thingy.
So what do you guys think? I'm not siding any party on this issue, I'd just like to know how did this come about.
Well since the election is near, everyone is talking about it, and once and for all, ended the hot gossip on the "Edison Scandal". Anyway, if you take a look in the local newspapers, there seems to be a propaganda going on... Everything, from the illustrations, to the content, and the ratio of BN content against the opposition contents... is made to be very overt.
Some motivations for all you first time voters, please correct me if I got my facts wrong, this is what I HEARD anyway.. if you are travelling back to your hometown to vote, BN will compensate for your travelling expenses. And if you heard, some parties will pay you to vote for them (I certainly hope to come across this.. it will certainly change my decision to vote :D.. I'm willing to sell my soul to the devil to fulfil my earthly desires anytime.
***
posted by Jules at 6:14 AM
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your first piece was well written
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