Us professionals

It felt like a stab on my chest. Someone hurt my baby. Not too obvious but enough to break my heart into pieces. Why would anyone be so cruel? I own it for only a week and now it’s no longer new or perfect. I despise the one who caused the damage.

It was my friend’s last working day and I thought maybe I could bring in my camera since we aren’t allowed to bring in any electronic device unless with the approval of a team leader. So yeah it was with him for a while as he thought it was my friend’s and passed it around for some time. By the time I had it back, there were already tiny scratches on the bottom left corner. I’m only suspecting but it was still in its best condition after I used it to take pictures in the afternoon. I would’ve bitten anyone that came near me at that moment. Anyway, what’s done is done. Just have to bear with it I guess. Sigh.

I’m still trying to figure out ways to function the camera because all the pictures turn out to be grainy eh. Why ah? What should I do?

The day we went karaoke-ing. No, I’m not inside. Just like the picture arrangement. Lols.

That infamous constipated look again. -.-”

Exercises to keep you awake at work.

This is how you will look like when you repeat the same thing for 30 minutes on the phone.

The pantry with a pool table. The most filling food you can find is cup noodle.

The erm… corridor with lockers. Lols.

And on top of every table, Christmas decorations by different teams. These 3 are the cutest ones. The others are all Christmas trees and more snowmans.

Customer service not-really-professionals on duty.

Nothing better to do.

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