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F.L.A.M.E Y.O.U. Saturday 15 December 2007 |


To the bunch of ppl who are currently making my life a living hell:




I DO NOT need you to treat me like I'm lesser than a human. I know I'm just a houseman, but the last time I checked, I have a name, and I am human.

I DO NOT need you to scream and shout at me like I'm a kid. And yet you still do eventhough I did my job.

I have NO IDEA how I managed to offend you so much that you need to trample over me over and over again and yet still not find the satisfaction in doing so.

I am NOT a rubbish cleaner. Yet you assume that I'm the one who created the mess and holler at me to clean it up. I am always willing to clean up messes, eventhough it's not mine. But just don't ASSUME that I'm the one who made the mess in the first place.

I am NOT your secretary. I am always willing to help you in any way I can, but why do you need to scream at me and tell me how and where to write? The last time I checked, even kindergarden kids know how to write and spell. And I WENT to kindergarden too.

I am a NICE person. And I'm nice to everyone, even nurses. I don't find a need to disturb them when they are taking their break when it's only a 10 minutes wait. I WILL NOT be a BAD person and go and disturb them resting just because you asked me to. And I am WILLING to take the shouting, because I WILL NOT let you change who I am, and my values.

I know I can be blur sometimes, but I'm trying my best to learn the fastest way I can. But you're NOT helping.

I SERIOUSLY don't know how I managed to offend you SO MUCH that you have to do petty irritating little things to downgrade me daily just so you can FEEL superior.
Since you're my boss, you are already superior.
But NOT when it comes to respecting others.


FLAME YOU.

BITCH.



-jess, pissed off-