Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Words, They Do Hurts

I didn't think it will got into me this deep. He was just a jerk, some guy in the office who was supposed to be my boss, before he was transferred to another division. But I still can't get it out of my head, how I want to smack him.

I'm in violence mood here, and sitting writing/working while waiting for lunch at 1.30 pm doesn't help my mood. I should eat. And smack that jerk. God, I am angry.

Who the hell he think he is to judge that I'm not a good reporter just because I'm not interesting in helping him selling his project? It's his job as marketing officer, my job is to be a reporter, to write news.

It's not what he's asking of me that got me upset. It's the way he thinks he's so good, he called himself super reporter for God's sake, and thinks I'm not doing my job. I'm doing my job, it's you who's not! If you don't know how to do your job, don't mock others who's doing their job. And one word for him would be, go f*ck yourself!!

*so angry*

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