Too much to handle endless work, forcing me to work almost 24 hours, including working at home, speak about the unspeakable working madness during weekends by participating in nonsense activities and career counselling. Nevermind maybe, I coped, but what can be worst except reporting to a super bitchy pariah degree bitch. Ugly bitch. Bitchiness of course is the star quality of an insecure woman, this unpolished rude bitch played favoritism cards massively, moreover, she love gossiping and staff who carry tales to her. Honestly, I can't help but wonder how on earth the top level management can't see her true colors. Then again, bitches are always sly good in disguising themselves. Akin Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, primp polish Jekyll side for top management and the evil Mr. Hyde is for those like me who are bitches threat.
Nonetheless, even if its not her, the management by itself sucks pathetically. Mind you, supposedly world class American company, but practicing low class grade in Malaysia. Smart people. They know that Malaysian bosses are balls suckers and carriers, whereas in US, balls are too heavy for carrying. Maybe, I'm guessing, some don't even have balls. Duh!. These high ranked level, touted as brilliant academicians are great in taking the stage for preaching work life balance and sweat shops, but they do suck drip almost every drop of sweat from staff like me. Madness. Frankly speaking, if I didn't leave, I would have most probably died at my job. Still, I couldn't immediately leave because I had to serve notice. It was during this time, precisely more towards the last few days, I was treated to lunch by my three colleagues. Thank you. Lunch actually started off without bearing. Meaning, we really didn't plan where it should be. But because there is no short of from our base in SS15, we decided to walk and then like, lets see hows the going. Once we arrived in front of Vanilla - The Mille Crepe Cafe, we mutually agreed. This is it.
Pretty Ms Pinky and flowery ambiance. Aplenty stuffs on the walls and also dangling here and there, just wondering how Vanilla - The Mille Crepe Cafe is maintained or well kept. As if you have walked into a spic and span, glossy and shiny, bright and alert mini English cottage paradise.
Drinks came cruising within the next few minutes. Passion Mango (2x) and Iced Lemon Tea (2x) did power up us. A chilled burst of sweet delight, these drinks were sincerely appreciated for our dry throat and tongue, especially when we have walked quite a far bit in the blistering hot weather.