Playing God. Just Playing.

Ok, so the sarcasmo and the arrogance continue. People who may thought they are our “gods” and as if they are the owners of this effing company have once again wants to prove something upon them. It’s fine if you do not want to hear another rant from me of course but in times like these I am soo electrified to write. And rant. And write. Rant. Write. Haha. Cyberspace has been pretty accommodating accepting my rants on a regular basis! [ Grrreat! ] Plus, I know Kris will be very much willing to hear this so here’t goes. . .

Early morning we arrived at the office, ok we’re late.. it’s no big deal anyway because it’s a Saturday and nobody goes to work early on Saturdays right. Oh yes I know right! And when we get here “Kulot” and “Mata” were level 10 on the irate meter – God I have no idea why. They kept exchanging words on their language which of course we were clueless of whatever they were saying. They talked non stop, so fast, and as if they were eating every word that’s coming out of their mouths! Blah. Blah. Blahs. Haha. But you can tell they were pretty angry. Angry that while talking they can’t even breathe I thought they were going to die on the spot at that moment due to lack of air or choking or hypertension. That would be a nice scene as I can imagine it - the office being enveloped of their presence, dark clouds gathering and the rain is about to pour outside.. There are sharp lightning and thunderstorms, and in the middle of their dialogues ---chug! They fell on the parquet flooring and die. S i l e n c e. And then the four of us will be looking at them slowly, wondering why all of a sudden their mouths are shut. And then we’ll see them and their bodies are still warm but all we can do is stare in awe. Tss, all we can do is shake our heads in discontentment… Poor you!

Haha. Nice one I know! [Ooops, wait I’m having deja vu while writing this! Ugh.] So to continue, unfortunately they are still alive. And here are some of the rants the two gods have towards us:

1. “You people are not working, I wonder why you still have the nerve to go to the office…”
2. “All you do everyday is chat, chat,chat!!” [then he unplugged the network cable].
3. “You people know nothing. When you are asked about work you know nothing. Nothing. [screaming loudly]”
4. “You are being paid to slack off in the office..”

So while the angry outburst continues, I put on my headset and listened to my playlists. I do not have pending designs to work with or follow ups to follow up [haha] so I just planned to finish the bungalow house that has been pending on my 3dsmax. Then Jemm handed me over a little work – so little that I didn’t even exerted any effort, braincells, and sweat on it. It was logical and so drafting 101! I finished it before we had lunch and so I handed it back to her so she can check it and give it to the foreman for costings.

Now, it’s three o’ clock - thirty two minutes - and seventeen seconds reading in my watch. I am still in my headset. Still with my playlist. Still no connection to the world wide web. Still petix. And still enraged [here] about Kulot and Mata. I know one of these days they can read this. Or if one day comes that I cannot take any of their sarcasm and unwelcome criticisms about me or us towards work I am sure they’re gonna hear me say things like these;

Numero uno: I can’t help it that we’re popular! [haha Mean girls!] Why are you guys soo obviously jealous about us?
I’m sorry that you have to work with us.. and I’m sorry we have our BS marked on our foreheads that’s
why we do not have the same level of work. Of course we have our nerves to go to the office! You don’t even own it! It IS our office too.. and besides when we don’t come for work you guys kept ringing our mobiles as if it is a crime to be sick. Or you still compare it to you – that you still go to the office on Fridays! We are not as crazy as you to do something like that! That’s why it’s called R-E-S-T-D-A-Y because you’re not supposed to go to work. I assume you guys can spell! Or you can search for Mr. Webster and asked him if I’m right. Duh.

Numero Dos: Excuse me misters, we chat if we’re done with designs or estimation. And in case you see us chatting
while working we also see to it that we meet our deadlines! And we always meet them! I’m sorry we’re gifted. Ok we know nothing. Fine. If that’s what you need to believe in. Next time you need working drawings or 3d presentations for the clients feel free to borrow my space! And I’ll let you do it!! Besides, you know everything right? That’s the reason why our boss hired us in the first place! Because you can’t do eeeet!! Poor you, you can’t even draw a straight line! And I tell you, our penmanships are already treasures! Unlike yours!!!! Demmet.

Numero Tres: Attention to the UAE labor office: WE ARE THE BEING CHARGED FOR INTERNET
CONNECTION! Unbelievable? It’s happening! They started cutting fees from our salaries last month and hilariously speaking al zahi is the one and the only office doing This! Amp.

Numero Kwatro: You guys envy us because we slack off at work and you don’t.. but the reason we slack off is because
there are no works coming in! if there were then we won’t! I would be glad to just stay home and watch dvds instead but you will still force us to go to work! the hell!!


I hope I made myself clear here by now. Don’t you wait for the time that we clash! Because you’ll definitely hear all of those rants not just from me but from all of us! And next time you unplugged that cable again, make sure we have acquired amnesia that we do not remember how to put it back!

Come on man, you don’t have to envy us, or dictate us, or fight with us. Why don’t you try to work with us harmoniously? Or just try to be humble from time to time and look back to the times that you are still freshies in your own respective fields. Or you can just mind your own businesses as we mind ours!

You will not be gods. Not theirs. Not ours. Not ever.