talking about my work. yes yes.the freaking yet reknowned pink and maroon red dress that looked like a freak accident, of a patched up artwork that went wrong and yet became fashionable for the working class to wear.

let me elaborate on my job scope. for all i know and all i care, the work sucks like shit. the hospital xxxx, has one of the numerous protocols that would make a grown person cry out loud. no this, no that. here's your verbal warning. there's your written warning. your sacked. lots of restrictions of sorts. makes me want to barf, yet i need the job, firstly to get my mom off my back, secondly, to earn the pittance salary offered to me.

oh yes. the backstabbing that goes around in the office. that ranks above the intolerable old attachment lady i have, who refuses to let take fc(financial consultation) for the sole reason that, that would be too fast. Right. 1 week half and counting, not doing anything is the ultimate boredom that one can experience. sharp pain from inmobility, back aches from strainning to look smart infront of the cameras- cheese- as well as the nonsensical job errands i have to run like unpicking paper clips to save the environment.

in all due respect, the people there have worked hard to earn their keep, course the job scope is wide and only wider. also these people are the same people who have helped me in many ways especially when i ask them questions. probably the timing 8.30 to 5.30 is driving nuts or i'm just falling in line with the disgrunted workers' association, but really.... this hu ha about the job there really is validated. it does sucks. trust me. wearing that costume with a fake smile would un-make anybody's day. especially for the patients, or rather customers. waiting close to an hr to be told that this is only advise, and not a booking of their room really makes them beam with joy. really.

PCB asked me whether my patients came to me in tears...really, they leave in tears. nobody. no body would like to know that their bill cant be covered with medisave, that they might not get their doctors, maybe trainees even to deliver their first born. really, i wouldnt like that one bit.