Today my manager walked up to me around 8pm. (Yes PM. I was still at work at 8pm. This is why I don't have a boyfriend. Overworked and underpaid. dame it! angry face goes here.)
My manager walked up to me and said "Congratulations!" I was stunned, my head turned quickly and a voice inside of me started telling me, "I got a raise I got a raise I got a raise....."
"What for?" I asked with total innocence.
"Today is your 2nd anniversary at XXX (our company name). " (so it's not about a rasie after all.)
"Oh my god! It has been two years already?"
"Yes." My manager looked at me with an expression which i think may have resembled an approvment, at least that's what i think, and said, "You have survived for two years!"
"Oh my god....."
i can not believe it has been two years already. i have graduated and worked for two years. i am a grown professional woman now. god! this means i am freaking old. i am an old maid. and i am gonna die as an old maid....
This is what my grave will read:
Feizi (1979 to 2035)
Daughter of XXX(my mum's name) and YYY(my dad's name).
Loved and Remembered by her parents and friends.(notice there is no husband or children?)
She came to this world alone, lived alone and left alone.
May her lonly soul rest in peace. Amen!
P.S. Cause of death: Drop dead <out of exhaustion in front of her computer while working over time on a Thursday night.
Such sadness~~~
Thursday, December 09, 2004
2nd Anniversary
Posted by Feizi at 9.12.04
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well...that's just sad, isn't it? :<
short girls can wear high heels to look taller
but i can't become any shorter. :D:D
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