Medical chit.. shit
This morning there a few people from the fucking office called up asking when the fuck I gonna hand in the fucking MC.
Man…. what the fuck is so important with that fucking paper. No one asked what the hell happened or how’s my condition… am I dying etc. What they cared was that fucking MC. Will I smash my already ugly face just to fake a fucking MC?
Luckily my colleague came just now. Mun Choon. He came and collected the fucking MC.
August 28th, 2007 at 11:08 am
shit, what the fuck happened to you man?
August 28th, 2007 at 11:20 am
I blacked out, fell on the road and smashed my mouth and jaw.
August 28th, 2007 at 5:53 pm
WTF
August 28th, 2007 at 11:48 pm
i’m in the same scenario as to hr dept will call for yr mc the moment they knew u came into office the following day and didnt ask what happened to u.
hr dept - supposed to relate with staff but their work has overtaken their mindset which was supposed to look after staff welfare……sadly they do not
August 31st, 2007 at 10:55 am
Don’t be so sad…….
We didn’t know what happened until we hear from you……
Wishes you a speedy recovery and enjoy your favourite meal after that….
Take care