ANGRY ACCOUNTANTS ANGER AMIT!
Quote from my text to Li “Sometimes, the only thing stoping me from getting up and going, and leaving the idiot job, and idiot people I have to work with…is that fact I found you here”
I cant help myself saying these things. Maybe It can be too much, but I guess it’s the fact that this job stops me from letting my emotions go. I remember like it was yesterday (oh how quaint!), the days when I used to rush in my slippers on the polished floor, and slide into my classroom, to enter the lions den (or in my case, the circus of life!). Students would be throwing paper at each other. Other kids will be exchanging puricura (photo stickers) of their boyfriends, and others will be just looking outside the window, waiting for the next break.
And so that memory crashes onto the dirt, and here I am, sitting opposite some fool(cant be too careful, so no names mentioned), who has managed to buy his qualification for accounting as well as some excess ego. I sit opposite him, typing this ….maybe not the best idea. What do I say when he demands his work? Literally demands…
I think in his backward opinion , he might think this is gentle banter. However, as most of you know, I do get a lot of attention from friends for my , what shall you say, my unique way of thinking (or not so much as it goes)…but this guy, this monkey, bites the wrong biscuit. He continuously blames me for not knowing where things are, where finds it next to his side of the table; plays golf for ages on his phone and then has the audacity to tell me how much work iv done; claims himself to be a ladies man and talk about how not to be gay (when he cant stop talking about kicking someones ass..even mine sometimes)…the thing is im upset by this. Just angry that there are as usual some idiots in this world. Here we have an arrogant accountant who thinks he has been there, done that and those…and it makes me think, why am I here? Why do I have to be with this ignorant fool who thinks that being one position above me, gives him the right to automatically know more about life than I do.
Ok, I might not know how to do this “simple” auditing task, and suddenly I blurt out , “I dont know, because its so bloody boring I cant get it on my head!”…talk about think before you speak! I do try, for some unknown reason, to try and understand. All I see is a brick wall, and my hair falling on the pillow.
I think iv learnt something from one of my favourite students…she used to stare out the window, just dreaming, sometimes with an earphone cleverly hidden under her sleeve. Never used to stop her from dreaming as she was always smiling. She used to say she liked staring at the clouds…
This job makes the clouds look so lovely…and have now 700 songs downloaded onto my mp3!
I cant help myself saying these things. Maybe It can be too much, but I guess it’s the fact that this job stops me from letting my emotions go. I remember like it was yesterday (oh how quaint!), the days when I used to rush in my slippers on the polished floor, and slide into my classroom, to enter the lions den (or in my case, the circus of life!). Students would be throwing paper at each other. Other kids will be exchanging puricura (photo stickers) of their boyfriends, and others will be just looking outside the window, waiting for the next break.
And so that memory crashes onto the dirt, and here I am, sitting opposite some fool(cant be too careful, so no names mentioned), who has managed to buy his qualification for accounting as well as some excess ego. I sit opposite him, typing this ….maybe not the best idea. What do I say when he demands his work? Literally demands…
I think in his backward opinion , he might think this is gentle banter. However, as most of you know, I do get a lot of attention from friends for my , what shall you say, my unique way of thinking (or not so much as it goes)…but this guy, this monkey, bites the wrong biscuit. He continuously blames me for not knowing where things are, where finds it next to his side of the table; plays golf for ages on his phone and then has the audacity to tell me how much work iv done; claims himself to be a ladies man and talk about how not to be gay (when he cant stop talking about kicking someones ass..even mine sometimes)…the thing is im upset by this. Just angry that there are as usual some idiots in this world. Here we have an arrogant accountant who thinks he has been there, done that and those…and it makes me think, why am I here? Why do I have to be with this ignorant fool who thinks that being one position above me, gives him the right to automatically know more about life than I do.
Ok, I might not know how to do this “simple” auditing task, and suddenly I blurt out , “I dont know, because its so bloody boring I cant get it on my head!”…talk about think before you speak! I do try, for some unknown reason, to try and understand. All I see is a brick wall, and my hair falling on the pillow.
I think iv learnt something from one of my favourite students…she used to stare out the window, just dreaming, sometimes with an earphone cleverly hidden under her sleeve. Never used to stop her from dreaming as she was always smiling. She used to say she liked staring at the clouds…
This job makes the clouds look so lovely…and have now 700 songs downloaded onto my mp3!
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