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Not hearing a peep squeak out of someone doesn't mean someone is not around. It also doesn't mean that someone can't hear most of what you're saying. Sitting quietly here doing my own stuff, I couldn't help but hear snatches of the conversation, and the longer it carried on, the more my blood boiled. I was so angry, I wanted to yell, "enough already!" For some people, it would be considered care, but others, it's simply... standing on an ivory tower scorning the world. Showing off, feigning superiority. I hate high and mighty attitudes. Never fails to make me want to smack the person guilty of such a behaviour. Fine, even if you practise favouritism, there's no need to be so upfront, we don't care to know about it. Labels: grr
Altogether, it hasn't been that great a day. Just that I think my hand's getting better! At least it doesn't hurt anymore when I whack (ok, apply pressure on) the big stapler to staple a thick stack of notes, or yank open the office door. It sounds quite bad when such simple stuff causes pain huh. Conversely, when attempting single stunting it hurts more. Then again, the more I do consecutively, seemingly the less it hurts. Everything's weird. Ah wells.
Ending the day with dinner with the girls should be good. :)