Big Em, Small Em

Big Em is evil. i think she's superficial.

she talks in a different manner when she is facing her boss or phonecalls from clients. high-pitchy, giggly and baby-ish(?).

and then at the way she looks at me or talk to me? stare: "i-box-you-if-you-ask-any-more-questions". unapproachable bitchiness.

fine by me, i rather be left alone than have anyone to try to make conversations with me just cos i'm a newbie, and that they thought i prolly feel left out. anti-social? er, maybe.

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she asked me just now: -

Big Em: Em, want to join US for lunch? (look on her face: i hope you don't!)

Me: Er. No. It's ok.
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sometimes, lonely is not about being by yourself. you can feel more lonely even if you've the whole of singapore eating with you.

save the weirdness.

anyway, what's up with this woman. she is only nice to selective people. or maybe, she just don't bloody like my face. well, DAMN her.

or maybe, she's nice to the people who can help her in any way. BITCH.

oh, not too good to be badmouthing my colleague over the blog during office hours huh? well, who cares, she can slam me on her own blog during office hours if she wants. if she's not badmouthing me to her friends over lunch today already.

just spoke to the cleaner who came into the cubicle to clean the floor. she's nice, she talks to me with a smile. and you feel her as being genuine.

the higher you climb in the corporate ladder, the faker you become. everything has to be done for a purpose or a reason good enough.

the cleaner is happy with her job at least.