Oh Boogie
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You deserve no respect. You don't even deserve the job. Quite honestly, you jump at the most far-fetched conclusions. Especially when I haven't taken my dinner, and you say that that packet of noodles is for someone else before asking around whose is it. Your ingenuity surprises me not. And I so enjoy eating my dinner IN YOUR FACE when you made a strong, oh-so-confident assumption that it's someone else's dinner.
You stand in front of a laptop, checking out phone deals, checking out the prices of airline tickets, checking out promotions that have nothing to do with electronics. You move away from the laptop when there's a prospective customer who approaches the laptop and looks for the price. You don't even let the words "can I help you?" our of your mouth. You just stand there like the useless guy you are. Even my little brother does more sales than you. Perhaps not in volume, but in quantity. And that speaks volumes of you.
You come in late EVERDAY. We all report atleast 30 minutes earlier. You on the contrary, come in 30 minutes LATER after the shop opens. Don't BULLSHIT ME. When you arrive at 12, your excuse is that "you missed the bus"?! Hello? How long have you been working? Maybe 10 years since my uncle hired you? But I swear to my disgusts at preaching christians that you have been working for more than 10 shitty years. Simply because you have gout doesn't change the fact that you're exactly the same as the rest of us. And what the hell is with you sleeping ON THE JOB? Playing your iPhone ON THE JOB? Playing some game on the laptop while ON THE JOB? For some random dude who's starving in some third world country's sake, our LADY BOSS WHO KNOWS NUTS ABOUT WHAT HER PHONE CAN ACTUALLY DO LET ALONE COMPUTERS IS MORE PRODUCTIVE THAN YOU ARE BY THE SHEER NUMBER OF DAYS SHE'S AROUND IN THE SHOP. She can leave the shop to have lunch with her friends as and when she likes, because she actually holds a POSITION, a fairly POWERFUL position in which 4 letters spells out what sort of power she holds. It's spelt B-O-S-S. You on the other hand, are a mere EMPLOYEE just like me. So shit you and your shitty "privileges". To put it bluntly, you're there only because our lady boss isn't the most fluent person in the language of IT. You're hopeless.
For the record, your son ain't the best employee around either. But he definitely sells more than you when he's on the third damn floor.
You stand in front of a laptop, checking out phone deals, checking out the prices of airline tickets, checking out promotions that have nothing to do with electronics. You move away from the laptop when there's a prospective customer who approaches the laptop and looks for the price. You don't even let the words "can I help you?" our of your mouth. You just stand there like the useless guy you are. Even my little brother does more sales than you. Perhaps not in volume, but in quantity. And that speaks volumes of you.
You come in late EVERDAY. We all report atleast 30 minutes earlier. You on the contrary, come in 30 minutes LATER after the shop opens. Don't BULLSHIT ME. When you arrive at 12, your excuse is that "you missed the bus"?! Hello? How long have you been working? Maybe 10 years since my uncle hired you? But I swear to my disgusts at preaching christians that you have been working for more than 10 shitty years. Simply because you have gout doesn't change the fact that you're exactly the same as the rest of us. And what the hell is with you sleeping ON THE JOB? Playing your iPhone ON THE JOB? Playing some game on the laptop while ON THE JOB? For some random dude who's starving in some third world country's sake, our LADY BOSS WHO KNOWS NUTS ABOUT WHAT HER PHONE CAN ACTUALLY DO LET ALONE COMPUTERS IS MORE PRODUCTIVE THAN YOU ARE BY THE SHEER NUMBER OF DAYS SHE'S AROUND IN THE SHOP. She can leave the shop to have lunch with her friends as and when she likes, because she actually holds a POSITION, a fairly POWERFUL position in which 4 letters spells out what sort of power she holds. It's spelt B-O-S-S. You on the other hand, are a mere EMPLOYEE just like me. So shit you and your shitty "privileges". To put it bluntly, you're there only because our lady boss isn't the most fluent person in the language of IT. You're hopeless.
For the record, your son ain't the best employee around either. But he definitely sells more than you when he's on the third damn floor.