Uh duh..... What de.....

After almost 4 hours I am again irritated. This TP really gets on my nerves. For those who haven't read my previous blog TP stands for Timbalan Pengarah of my hospital.

At 2.45pm on a Friday afternoon.....krriinnnggggg.....
"Hello, Ms Lynn ya, Ms Lynn kat mana?"

I was thinking " what de heck, who are you to ask me where I am"

Me "Ini siapa?"

"Oh ini xxx PA Dr Sxxxx, Ms kena datang sekarang jugak untuk mesyuarat pakar di pejabat pengarah"

Me: "Uh..duh....Haaa? Saya tak dapat pun apa-apa surat jemputan".

"Oh...TP memang tak hantar surat, dia suruh datang sekarang juga"

Me: "Uh...tentang apa...?"

"Saya pun tak tau..."

Me : "Uh..ok"


My head was spinning..... what de f#$%.....? Got so pissed. Decided to put phone on call divert... Diverted to some 3D number in KL...hehehehehehe.........

Anyway, the stupid TP must have thought she can easily bully me into doin something. The bitch talked to me at about 10 am today, and did not have any courtesy to inform me of the meeting. And then asked her 'idiotic" assistant to call to 'order' me to come.... Hello.....

ORDER ME??? That's a silly mistake. I am in a sense still a rebellious teenager... I refuse to be ordered..... As I refused and sabotaged a few people when they order me around just because I am a girl....

That reminds me of Form 6 in Setapak High.

First week... Was put in the Form 6S3 ( mixed class of bio and double maths students). As a result, we had 28 boys compared to 7 girls. Class monitor selected, and first thing he did and said was.... "oh we have to decorate the class... Lynn... you have to get curtains for the class"...

Me: "Hey why me?"

Robert (the CM) :"Coz you are a girl and girls should keep the class clean and beautiful"

I decided not to argue but get even.

The following week, a class with majority guys had shocking pink curtains, pink notice boards, pink ribbons here and there, pink flowers....and so on..... I came early (at 6 am) to set-up all the pink stuff and waited for the boys to enter class at 7.30am... and my god, revenge is damn sweet. The boys faces were indescribable...... till today, 14 years down the line, I can still remember... and smile....