What a way to be greeted the moment I stepped into the office. By pissing me off early in the morning, even before I can put my sorry arse onto my chair.

I'm beginning to hate this place already and I'm not even thru to my 3-months probation yet. When a colleague was confiding in me, I felt for her and her sorry state. I could do nothin but only to listen to her woes and ensure her tt she has a friend, a listening ear and most importantly, someone who respect her as a human, in me. And she for me, vice versa.

She's been in a hot soup for so long tt weeping in the toilet seemed like a normal routine for her. I tell ya, the politic here is far worse than Supplies. She can't even be seen talkin to another person from another dept.

After holding on and takin in the crap from her moronic, disrespectful boss for 7 yrs, she's finally letting it go. She's quitting soon...

And as for me, I dunno for how long I'm goin to withstand all these. I hv barely even started and ppl are already backstabbing me. Even better, after backstabbing me, he still had the nerve to come up to me and tell me abt it. What do you call that? Frontstabbing?

I nearly freaked out and screamed, "WHAT?!" right there and then in front of him. I was so pissed off, I just wanted to cry. I worked like shit and you do this to me? And the best thin is, you don't even hv anythin to do with us. Why do you hv to come and butt in and tell my supervisor things when it's none of you business?!

I could only swallow it all and smile. Hypocrites... everybody is putting on a fake front. Mean, despicable ppl. Only pretending to be nice but you nvr know what's been said of you behind your back.

So there was nothin my colleague and I could do, but to make a trip to the Ladies, vent it all out in there and shed a tear or two. Together.



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