So if you're just catching up then start with part one.
Disclaimers:
- There pictures may or may not be loco, go figure!!
- Caution, graphic content!!
I get out of the taxi and the taxi man speeds off quick fast and in a hurry! Now you need to know that Loco is not particularly bright and does not trust weather peoples, so ofcourse I didn't have an umbrella on me. I took two steps and faster than you can say "Bloody 'ell" it started pouring. With Mo as my witness, the rain in Malaysia is ruthless. It was as though someone hollered "Open the floodgates of heaven!!" And God said "You asked for it!!!" then those impish angels who operate the floodgates went apeshit on the opening mechanisms! The end result...
I'm soaked through and through,in a white shirt mind!! So I rush up the steps and call Mr Bossman. "Come to A2 floor 8." "I'll be right up I reply" Then the hunt for A2 began. After about 15 minutes or so I figure out that there are FOUR taylors colleges, and yep you guessed it, am at the wrong one!! (I can't make this shit up, I swuurrrrs!!)
Grace is needed ASAP but nooooo, she doesn't feel the need to show up. I continue the struggle on my own!
Finally I call Mr. Bossman and explain how pathetically lost I am. "Okay,wait for me at the starbucks I'll come pick you up!" Ohhh sweet reprieve!! I rush into starbucks, DRIPPING WET, dying for a hit of something hot and coffeeish.
"Could I please have a cafe americano, extra strong!!" "That will be 11.60RM," the guy at the counter says giving drenched Loco a sympathetic look but struggling to swallow his laughter at the same time, what with me looking like a drenched cat and whatnot!!
I decided to wait outside. Now I won't expound on this next part too much, the memory is still too painfully fresh! It will suffice to say, 4 inch heels and a wet ramp equals afew inches of aching bum....
I'm soaked, lost and I can't for the life of me sit down properly. Screw that bitch Grace, now I'm just crossing my fingers that I'll run into her cousin mercy!!
You know there's more!!
18 comments:
ooooh!! Honey! What a morning!!! I take back my earlier comment. You woulda definitely gotten the job.
yikes. this did bring out some really good writing! onto part 3!
Aiaiai. You said Block A2 and I just knew you were at the wrong campus.
As for the fall. ROFLMAO. I'm sorry, I laugh even when *I* fall.
It's late afternoon in KL, Loco. There is a 150% chance it will rain. But you know what they say about hindsight being 20/20...
Let's hope the interviewer has a sense of humour... carry on...
p.s. I never thought raindrops could hurt till I was there... nuff' said.
@ Pink M: Uh-huh, In my head I was just thinking "If I don't get this job I'm never going on another interview, chapter closed!!"
@ Nik: Awww shuckz, I'ze bashful, the static from the storm must have tinkered with something in the old thinker.
@ Mo:What!! Taylors has joked!! 4 campuses! I was rained on at the F1 yesterday which just shows I'm still on peripheral vision, bado sijafika hindsight!! And yep, those raindrops pelt you like hailrocks!!
so sorry loc, its just on of those days. all in all take that as a lesson nature is still the isht u cnt do isht about it.
@ Kasimvs: Lovely to see you here :-) Too true, nature just won 10nil, without a doubt. And hebu get to posting, ama you do a guest blogger appearance on my moco!! *Grin!!*
Ohhh, and that pikshure!! The copyright is still in question Kasimvs, LOL!!
Pole dear... but you know what they say about what doesn't kill you only making you stronger... now imagine how useful a strong bum can be.
quite an experience. i hate rain too.
@KK: Hehehe, A strong bum. Now you've got me thinking about things that should only be in the guiness book of records!!
@ND: I love the smell of rain, but with that, comes the ickiness and mud and being soaked to the bone!! What to do, what to do!!
I couldn't help laughing at you seeing as I conjured up an image of a female in a white shirt soaking wet and then falling!!
I love rain, I am sorry it caused you great misery.
haha..from now on i'll jst read ur block instead of asking 'how was ur day?' at home, sad how ur precious bum got hurt..
@Mama: Hehehe, I'm sure thats the exact picture those around me saw. Hmmm, no wonder they were keeling over in laughter! LOL!
@Anon: Awww hun, I'm so sorry, but you can understand that after a day like that I wasn't really in a descriptive mood :-D
Hey, I have never actaully read your blog though you do read mine...am loving it.
I figure that's not you in the picture coz you were wearing white or was it a different day?
@Savvy: You're always welcome at mine anytime :-D Hehehe, is it thaaaat obvious?!! Teeheehee!
wewe, i havent yet got my izass to the blogging mambo jambo i still have the feeling that it'll undermine my make but i am game with the guest blogger! tell me wat to do!
loooooolllest chica i so feel for you, but am on the floor laughing my lungs out...woishe poor yu!i can see you hair dripping wet and trust yu not to mess the directions...am not shocked....walalala i wanna hear the end of this.....hola...this made my today.......
@Kasimvs: I'll hala at you be sure about that!
@Smothyz: 'Ola Chica! Hehehe, you know me, nothing short of an inbuilt GPS will get me to follow directions properly. I still don't know the difference between left and right!! anything to make your day better :-)
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