Screw you

Dealing with workers at public service centres is tough and nerve-racking, not sometimes but ALL the time. It is supposed to be easy, when they are expected to offer excellent services and help people. Funny thing is, these workers are the most annoying ones compared to others I've seen. Wow, I'm actually comparing them with cashiers in supermarkets or general workers in a warehouse. So you know how horrible you guys are. Let me tell you something, you may be earning more money than just normal people but no, you are never as nice as they are and no, I DO NOT LIKE YOU. Need me to tell you why? Alright, sit back and do put on your seatbelt-oh maybe more like clearing your office. Cause this might be such a huge blow on your face you'd want to quit and stay home.

I was at the bank with my mom one fine day and yes it was a good day indeed. I was to open my incentive cheque and there are so many forms to fill and crap. Whatever, such nuisance. The atmosphere was tense for my mom, filling every detail not only for me but also my sister. And it got worse when a worker came with NO smile on her face; she was putting another stack of forms and basically was banging the table while straightening them papers out. MY MOM WAS FILLING THE FORMS THERE. I mean, what is her problem really? PMS? It doesn't mean that you have to spoil everyone's mood when you are having one of those days. And a smile won't hurt. Well, you might think this is stupid-well you are STUPID. Your service was supposed to be customer friendly. FYI. Even more upsetting, was the one at the counter. She was not friendly at all and it seemed like she was more busy talking to her colleagues rather than attending to us. Who would babble about cookies when there's a customer standing there in front of you? Okay, you might say you need a break but THAT'S YOUR FREAKING JOB. We are tired too, tired of waiting and definitely fed up with your super SLOW service! Tap that? And at the counter, I read this sticker which says Hi My name is blablabla and there, listed their working policies. First on the list was to introduce themselves and greet customers. HOW IRONIC. Not only that, the way you were talking to the aged man before us is A BIG NO-NO. Don't you have any respect for those older than you? You were really challenging my pateince right there. You may be stressed out because of your job, but that's not our business really. Don't stay if you hate your job and plan to let it out on us customers. You'll just make us hate you more.

It seems like almost every public service centres I have been to has issues. My cousin and I were going around Kuching looking for post office to send an important letter and it took us more than one post office to get things done. No I'm not blaming all the post offices but yeah it was the last one that we went to. My cousin was in good mood and it was nice that he'd do all the driving and accompany me that day. We arrived at the post office and it was hot and everything. When I got inside, I felt hotter than ever. No not literally, more like MAD! My cousin was talking to the person behind the counter to give her the item to be posted. She, coldly said, There in that box there, why so lembab? I WAS LIKE WHAT THE HELL. WHO do you think you are, HIS MOTHER? Excuse me, your job was to assist us-not mock us. We do not deal with these businesses every day so there are things we do not know; the procedures and all. You don't have to such be a bitch. My cousin's face expression changed drastically but he said nothing. By the way woman, you are the one who's lembab okay.

Yes I know, I'm not supposed to mock back or anything, but these things just get me on my nerves. You may think that I'm shallow, but do mirror yourself first before giving anymore excuses. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only soul who feels this way. You guys just make me sick. However, greatest sympathy I bid to you. Your life's so bad that you have to turn other's life upside down too. And this is me being angry. DO NOT MESS WITH ME. Right now, I might be only writing this-considering my age. Give me a few more years and I'll be screaming at you back or whack you on the head. Really. Or of course, being mature-I could just issue a complaint and then you can say bye-bye to your victorious era.

XOXO