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Friday, July 15, 2005
tripple shot kopi o!
The phone rings and I unassumingly pick it up.
"Good morning; TTM Travel, Evon speaking." Who knew that one single name could make me cringe and regret having answered that call. We've been procrastinating about talking to her and I, personally, had been dreading talking to her again, especially regarding that certain issue. And of all the people who happened to pick up her call, I had to be the one. And of course, I was the one who drew all the flak that she threw, again. I thought being subjected to it once before was bad enough, but having to explain something which I should not be held liable for for the second time is horrid, and not to mention a super waste of my energy and saliva. It was a total waste of my time trying to explain to someone who apparently didn't even want to hear me out and comprehend the position I was in. Being the middle-man sucks. And it pissed me off even more when our salesman called her and managed to solve the problem, cos it meant that she didn't take what I said into consideration. Geez... to heck with unreasonable people like her. Even my usually good-natured manager flared up when I explained the situation to her. Plus my extremely strong and bitter 'tripple shot kopi-o' didn't help either. A cup of coffee made from three big and overflowing teaspoons of coffee powder really has the power to stain your insides black and make you feel like crap the entire day. I suffered from such a bad headache and I found myself being edgy for the entire day; my eyes couldn't even focus on a single thing for a short while as I found my eyes darting from place to place, object to object. Ah, the power of Evon's wonderful and potent 'tripple shot kopi-o'! Any one wants me to make them a cuppa next time? |