i believe many of my dear friends and family know how limited my patience are, and i do admit i have a volcano-like temper, but amazing stuff is that though the management here is giving us bloody crap treatment, i have not yet blast off at them. perhaps, maybe i'm just too tired to bother about them. or maybe i just wana get this over and done with, so i'm god-damn not caring any more.
today, we were having lunch at the bar (an offered by Diddy, the nicest dude around though we suspect he pinch our grubs, but that's fine) which is good, coz we wounld't have to sit together with the old lady and silently chewing our food. anyway we were happily blabbling about how this management sux and how we wish the boss would place his darlings at the bottom of the hotel hierachy and start working to understand our hardwork, den the boss walked in and said "oh its you guys, though i heard some people talking"
next thing i knew we might not or maybe is will not get the return bus trip to anchorage free. oh well, wateva. like pam said, whateva we said is the truth and we god-damn-it mean it.
i shall say just this one thing: i never knew that i would hate america so much. really, no wonder they have to fear terrorist, coz they don't know how to treat people with respect and they think the world of their freaking self. period.
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