how would you like your boyfriend to sound on the phone with your friends/colleagues?
i had 2 encounters with my stupid toilet bowl servicer's boyfriend today. here's how it went..
phone call no. 1
busy & hungry me: afternoon KIB (i have to say this like all the time at work. i swear i sound just like an operator)
stbs's bf: HI!!!! (eh, seriously the bastard truly sounded super hyper) can i speak to Shermayn please?
busy & hungry me: sorry, she's out for a meeting. (usually when i say this, means i'm ready to hang up the call)
stbs's bf: Oh! Actually, erm, it's still Morning, hahaha.. who is this? Sharmin???? (my god, can you believe this guy?)
busy & hungry me: no. rachel. sharmin is on leave.
stbs's bf: OH!!!! Long time no hear. How have you been? Doing good? (fuck you la.. i'm not even friends with you lor. why the hell do you care.)
busy & hungry me: i'm fine.
stbs's bf: OH REALLY!! that's good that's good, you sound like sharmin. both of you sound alike. hahahaha.... very cute. (.........................., what the hell. what a moron)
busy & hungry me: ok. (please tell me... what the fuck was i suppose to say?)
stbs's bf: hahahahaha.. it's ok then!!!, i'll call Shermayn later. You have fun ya. (fun? mad fuck)
busy & hungry me: ok. (argh... like finally.)
look, if you're trying to be FRIENDLY, please do not talk like that.
for god sake, if you are born a man. be a man. don't be a sissy.
my god. shit. if my boyfriend talked to my friends like this, i'll just die.
oh then the fucked up hippy chippy sissy called again.
phone call no. 2
bloated me: (wasn't feeling too good, think it's indigestion) good afternoon, KIB (the usual line. BORING)
stbs's bf: OH YOU AGAIN!!!!! hahahahahha... Shermayn not back yet? (what the fuck. btw, the fucker is about 30 friggin years old)
bloated me: yes, she's back, but she's at a meeting with the boss.
stbs's bf: oh geez, hmm, so, how's your day? (????????? is he mad. does he really think i am interested in holding a conversation with him? sick fuck)
bloated me: it's fine. (for the love of god, just hang up.)
stbs's bf: oh, that's great that's great! hahahaha... (seriously, the fucker really laughs that much.)
bloated me: err ok. (what do hell was i suppose to say?)
stbs's bf: OK then! I'll call again later. (i swear i am not going to pick up any of her calls)
bloated me: ok. bye.
stbs's bf: ok.!! you have a great day. ( it's 4.30pm, how great can the day go? mad fuck)
i didn't bother answering him. i just hung him up. 1 more second of him would just make my skin peel.
i really think they suit each other.
stbs = irritating kan chiong spider
stbs's bf = mad, sissy, chippy fucker.
perfect match in heaven don't cha think.
lets' all pray together and hope they live happily together.
i had 2 encounters with my stupid toilet bowl servicer's boyfriend today. here's how it went..
phone call no. 1
busy & hungry me: afternoon KIB (i have to say this like all the time at work. i swear i sound just like an operator)
stbs's bf: HI!!!! (eh, seriously the bastard truly sounded super hyper) can i speak to Shermayn please?
busy & hungry me: sorry, she's out for a meeting. (usually when i say this, means i'm ready to hang up the call)
stbs's bf: Oh! Actually, erm, it's still Morning, hahaha.. who is this? Sharmin???? (my god, can you believe this guy?)
busy & hungry me: no. rachel. sharmin is on leave.
stbs's bf: OH!!!! Long time no hear. How have you been? Doing good? (fuck you la.. i'm not even friends with you lor. why the hell do you care.)
busy & hungry me: i'm fine.
stbs's bf: OH REALLY!! that's good that's good, you sound like sharmin. both of you sound alike. hahahaha.... very cute. (.........................., what the hell. what a moron)
busy & hungry me: ok. (please tell me... what the fuck was i suppose to say?)
stbs's bf: hahahahaha.. it's ok then!!!, i'll call Shermayn later. You have fun ya. (fun? mad fuck)
busy & hungry me: ok. (argh... like finally.)
look, if you're trying to be FRIENDLY, please do not talk like that.
for god sake, if you are born a man. be a man. don't be a sissy.
my god. shit. if my boyfriend talked to my friends like this, i'll just die.
oh then the fucked up hippy chippy sissy called again.
phone call no. 2
bloated me: (wasn't feeling too good, think it's indigestion) good afternoon, KIB (the usual line. BORING)
stbs's bf: OH YOU AGAIN!!!!! hahahahahha... Shermayn not back yet? (what the fuck. btw, the fucker is about 30 friggin years old)
bloated me: yes, she's back, but she's at a meeting with the boss.
stbs's bf: oh geez, hmm, so, how's your day? (????????? is he mad. does he really think i am interested in holding a conversation with him? sick fuck)
bloated me: it's fine. (for the love of god, just hang up.)
stbs's bf: oh, that's great that's great! hahahaha... (seriously, the fucker really laughs that much.)
bloated me: err ok. (what do hell was i suppose to say?)
stbs's bf: OK then! I'll call again later. (i swear i am not going to pick up any of her calls)
bloated me: ok. bye.
stbs's bf: ok.!! you have a great day. ( it's 4.30pm, how great can the day go? mad fuck)
i didn't bother answering him. i just hung him up. 1 more second of him would just make my skin peel.
i really think they suit each other.
stbs = irritating kan chiong spider
stbs's bf = mad, sissy, chippy fucker.
perfect match in heaven don't cha think.
lets' all pray together and hope they live happily together.
i left a pcture for you all to see.. the irritating kan chiong spidy & her mad, sissy, chippy fucker boyfriend
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