You know for the past 3.5 years, I've been very patient with you. When u made mistakes, ill correct it for it. You talked so loud on the phone, we pretended u were singing. When u were told ur endless conversations were a nuisance to us, u lost ur temper. We didn't talk for a month.
Then ur mistakes were getting more ridiculous. You couldn't take criticisms. U finally lost it and said I disrespected u. U even wondered where I came from, kampung perhaps. Yeah I did came from a kampung, but i grew with dignity, love and were taught well. U want me to respect u, then u gotta earn it. U think as long as u get it right eventually, it is fine. But after working for so so long that u r so proud of, don't u think getting it right the first time is the right way instead?? Think abt it.
U love the attention from the management. But u didn't realise u couldn't even get a piece of work done. U talked like u were from Perth, with the accent whenever u r on the phone with other people.
I'm sorry that I'm such a perfectionist to u, but maybe cos u r not even close to that. Period. U r driving me nuts and I have reached my maximum point of tolerance with u.
I don't intend to let u spoil my weekend.
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