Just today when I got into the office, my desk was a mess. A piece of metal was sitting on my table so I asked my coworker what was that doing there. He said it was suppose to be a metal mail shelf for letter storage and that he had no time to figure it out how to put it together. I was thinking to myself, damn, haven't you assembled like gundams? I mean a metal mail holder, how hard could it be, it's just this 5 pieces of bars and shelves. So I grabbed the thing, then realized it's already been mostly assembled, the only part that was missing was the legs. And obviosly, the last piece sitting on my table was the legs. In my mind I thought, this couldn't have been very hard, and you have a masters degrees? I was gonna save the day. However, the legs had an awkward installment, and no matter how I put it, either that it got in the way of the shelves or that it couldn't stand, I even tried to put it on the back or on the top and the final piece just simply did not fit anywhere. So I said, where's the manual? He said there isn't one. I said, then why did you buy it? He said, he found it and that the receptionist also has one. Then I asked him, how did she manage to assemble it?

It was sitting in the drawer.

I was laughing my head off as I quitely put it onto the shelf as he said, thanks for trying.

The CVC talent???less show and a shafted night

The show was full of people of great potentials and people without any. A mix of such combination was an overall semi-talentless show since the performance was only as good as its weakest links. When it first started with three goons dressed in paper boxes and shinny glitters I had a bad feeling that the show wasn't going anywhere. Right after when the fat guy with the cello came out, a total of four goons were on top of each other. He humped. That was when my prediction came true, and the instant I first wanted a complete refund. The performance continued and was followed by some bands, all I could hear was roars, and drumbeats which constitutes severe background noise as if arising from some construction site comparing to that of jackhammers. The female singer was quite aggressive in her singing. I wanted to shut her up by stickin my foot in her mouth. Just when I thought all hope was lost and that there wasn't any talents, the Resonance choir struck a passionate note and gave the upmost performance up to that point. Elegant soft music was a indeed a keen grasp on inner human senses. Just when I was holding the talent show in higher esteem, another group of band came in and rocked the line between talent and talentless. Their showing could be summed up in one final phrase, "Go Go power rangers!!!" Then a girl with a keyboard appeared behind the curtains. She spoke gently and greeted the audience in a passive fluent feminine tone and I had a feeling that she's gonna give me something soft and delicate to chew on. When she stroke the piano, it was with grace. However, 2 minutes later, after she played Alicia Keys, she became a beast in her singing and I was in utter dissapointment and wanted to shut my ears. Refund was my second conscious by then. Subsequently, the two female gymnast demonstrated great flair. Some talented skillful dance and flexibility tricks were performed. When the gymnasts curled their glutes on top of their head, I watched in awe. Some say these two should win the final prize, however, the audience preferred the all male exclusive dance team, the groovy G's since they performed last. Once again, it's proven that if your audience are morons in a talentless show, then you can't win with some serious talents. Just as in life.

My night officially ended when the bouncer rejected me admission into the club cause I wear runners. It was obviosly a case of prejudice and discrimination. 

I got fagged by the faggot bouncer.