Whoah 4 days never blog. But first of all,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMILY!

having that said, the next thing is, I quit my job. Why. Ok. Picture this. I have to work at Buona Vista, offices hours. So I have to wake up in 6 in the bloody morning to catch the bloody train at 7, to reach there by 8 or worse, then take a bloody bus to a bloody techno-park. Sounds good? No? Then picture this. Filings. Think Mr Singh and Mdm Loh. Filings. Paper. Theirs is chicken feet compared to DoctorsLab.Inc. 1 box contains 1000 or more pieces of paper. I got to file them all! According to numerical order, whether the paper has a request for HIV or whatever. So each box takes 1 hour to complete. I've done 5 boxes worth of files in 2 days. About 7k pieces of paper. Give or take. What's more, they keep stressing that filing must be done perfectly. Or else this HIV patient or that person that requires FWSH will have to wait, thus losing money for that company, and worst come to worst, lost the permit for the company. And they give me a timeframe of 1 hour for everybox. So I have to rush, and keep it perfect! THANK YOU! After 500 pieces of paper, your migraine starts to trigger. Not unusual, because you have to see digits like "5104317" and "7693125". And you start the day with a bang, because you woke up at 6 o clock! Whoah! Thats not the end. You have to type those stuff out! Weee! So you have to type out the patients' names, I/C number, CLinic Reference Number and billing information. So, a Clinic with a name of:

Dr.Low and Sons Clinic
123 Tampines Central 5

Has to be decoded into "DL3TC". 1 wrong alphabet, and the bill goes to another person, thus ruining DoctorsLab incorporated. Wow. Then the names. Some of the patients names are like:

Muthusamy A/L Watashiwa Bakada Desu

Something like that. With I/C number of 532459012. And often, Mr Muthu has the worst handwriting to grace the planet. So you have to decode it. And all of these people went for HIV checkup! WTF! If even 1/4 of those gets HIV, Geylang will suffer the consequences! So, please use good contraceptives. Oh. Then, there are all the usual office politics. People say that I and Hock Yew got in because of another person, then blah blah blah. Ah shucks.

So, to summarise my rant, I quit. Yep.