Friday, December 7, 2007
What you get for being stealthy...
So, I guess I finally found something to blog about again. It was after my first post that something struck me from the deep abyss of unanswered mysteries. "What should we blog about when life is so mundane?" Good question. I've been thinking about it for days and weeks and months. Ok, maybe not months but I was really wrecking my brain for a week or two on what there's to blog about. Finally, I decided to consult my confidante, aka. the Laughing Monster, about what people usually post on their blogs. And I quote from her speech, "Blog about your life. Maybe some funny incidents that happened that day."
Hmm...funny incidents.
*10 seconds later*
Voila! I've got something!
Before I begin, I'd have to let you know that I'm currently on an internship in Switzerland for two months, till late January '08, as what I'm about to tell you is related to it. Alright, here goes nothing.
Once upon a time, two days ago, I was busy categorizing junks at the office and came across something that screamed "I'm not a junk!". Confused by it, I went to ask my senior/mentor, an elderly woman, under which section should I place this 'not junk' item. I took a few steps forward and -- damn it, she's kinda occupied at the moment. Since we all know that it's rude to interrupt, I waited
...and waited.
At this point of time, you'd start to think she doesn't know you're there and might wanna get her attention somehow. Yeah, so what? Well, the problem is naive me foolishly stood there and continued waiting, silent as a shadow. Just as my legs were feeling sore, she finally turned in my direction. At that moment, I felt like I ascended to Cloud Nine. However, my time on Cloud Nine was cut short when I scared the living daylights out of her instead. Yup, that was certainly unexpected. So, within the blink of an eye, I leapt down from Cloud Nine and into a zoo, where I turned into a hyena. I was practically laughing my guts out while she was busy calming herself down. I know that wasn't very nice of me and after I regained my calmness, I apologized to her. Thank god she's quite the understanding kind and didn't take it to heart. Now, I'm wondering what'd happened if she did take it to heart. Given her age and the scare, all I can see is a recipe for disaster. Nonetheless, I managed to complete my task, though not very smoothly as you can see. Oh, as for the 'not junk' item, I tossed it into a box with a label reading "SCRAP METAL". *Scoffs*. Thanks a lot for screaming "I'm not a junk!"
All in all, morale of the story is -- You never expect the unexpected.
Alright, time to sign off again till I find something to blog about...or maybe when I feel like it again. See ya!
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