Friday, November 23, 2007

and so im tired

It has been a hell of a week, whereby my tuesdays and wednesdays were for site meetings in the afternoon. Long meetings with contractors who keep asking you the same fucking question over and over again, main contractor who asks about the design of the counter after 3 months of holding onto my fucking design dwgs and s/steel contractor who wont pick up his fucking damn phone.

She talked to me about this. A long talk which in conclusion tells me not to blow up over these minions since they are replaceable. And i should not get upset over them because i do not owe them anything. Seriously, these people are bastards. Selfish bastards who look down on me just because im a girl and im small.

That bastard shouted at me in front of the MD. So i raised my voice at him. In order not to prolong the issue, i changed the subject and asked them to hold the fucking 'mock up' for me to take a picture of. And he had the guts to talk about me in chinese, when i was standing just 1m away from him!!!!

Can you just imagine the fury mounting up inside? I was so fucking pissed off i almost burst into tears. Not because he was badmouthing me, but because he was setting me up as THE FOOL in front of the client and other contractors. That son of a bitch twisted my words. Bloody fucker he is, he said he doesnt care if i want metallic paint as he will only give me epoxy paint. I felt like bashing his balls with the metal pipe on the floor.

The glass supplier told me not to be afraid when i went over to her mumbling all the curses that i can think of. I think she thought i was going to cry because i was afraid. Fucking hell no! I am not afraid anymore! I wanted to strangle that asshole!!!

Haiz...im tired, im broke, hungry and i have another week to deal with all the surprises those buggers will give me before the official opening. i dont know why the hell we are working with those irresponsible people on the first place.

Sometimes i wonder, what's the point in blogging if everything i ever wrote about nowadays is about anger and exhaustion...

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