Till My Fingers Bleed!

Glam Queen : Grumpy! bla bla bla bla bla

Sure. Will do. Revert shortly.

Glam Queen : ttyl. Must make fingers bleed or else Ms. Siew is not happy w me!

OI. GET LOST. GET OFF MY SCREEN.

Glam Queen : ha ha. need to go toilet. brb.


6 hours later..

Glam Queen : Grumpy!! bla bla bla bla bla bla *types and types and types*

*Shine picks up phone and dials extension*

Hi, I thought I would save your fingers from bleeding.

Glam Queen : Ahh!! Nice. My fingers are so painful and bleeding already?!

Really? Send me a pic. Let it be my joy. I promise I will frame it.

Glam Queen : HA HA. bla bla bla bla

Sure thang.

*Hangs up*

Peering at me across my cubicle, Abg Saad going... "Shine, do you have a knife?"

What?! A knife?

"Yes, I thought you used to be a killer? Where's your psychopath killing knife?"




If I have it, I would have slashed me. Not anyone else. Not even Glam Queen who is typing her fingers till they bleed. Unfortunately, she's typing them to me. And I have to respond. So she's not just putting her fingers at misery. Mine too.


And right about now, and the entire today, my fingers aren't the only thing bleeding. I could almost feel like Constantine sitting in his own pool of blood.