Monday, March 24, 2014

an open letter to a Shitz collector


Dear Ele of SHits collection centre nearby Ampang point,

I don't know what kind of a name is that. Pronounced it as EL and found out from your colleague on my second telcom it is supposed to be ELI. what a thick accent you have there. thought you were Indian. how wrong was i. 

Yes I admit that it was my fault that i just simply ignored that DHL package and couldn't careless to set an appointment with you so that you could collect my shitZ. it was also because i had way much more other important stuff than meeting you just so you could collect my shitZnitZ.

I apologized for that. But then when you seemed not to get over that, then it's clear to me now it's not me. it IS just you! how was it possible for me to meet you at that Shitz centre when I never got the address and direction even after asking for it an umpteenth times. I guess all those shitZ you collected must have gotten to your head.

when you talked to me rudely and hung up your call abruptly on me the other day, i was really furious for a while. almost ruined my day. but then thinking of how you have to come to work everyday and collect other people shitz, i tried my best to understand where you're coming from. 

we finally met, and i finally got to see your unpleasant face.  would have likened it to those shitz you've collected. but then reserved my comments and decided not to go down to your level. so that's where your accent comes from. from some neighbouring country, no? I guess you just don't have self respect. you left your poor-ass province, came here hoping for a better future, maybe wishing to meet some mat salleh got married and live happily ever after. but then you just stuck with collecting other people's shitZ.

if only you just feel grateful that you have a job, you could be less angry with yourself and not to lash out on other people. seriously, if you really hate your job, just leave your job and be somebody else's maid. ooopss still you have to clean people's shitZ. at least with your current job, you can brag with your fellow countrymen that you're working in an office whenever you go out with them loitering at klcc on weekends.

when you dont have self respect, people who come to see you will just see you as shitZ collector.  if only you treat  and respond to  people nicely, you would have earned people respect, despite you're being just a shitZ collector. and i heard it wasn't just me you had problems with. even my colleagues complaint about you. if you continue being like this, you might someday end up buried in those pile of shitZnitz you've collected and will collect for the rest of your life, darlin.

adios.

your truly,

i-peed-coffee



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