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Thursday, December 27, 2007 TIBS driversi woke up in the middle night, with a nose i wished i could rip off. i wandered around the house, before i realised i could no longer return to lalaland for the night.the next thing i knew, was looking at the time; 4 scary numbers loomed infront of my half-opened eyes: 10:00. sh!t. :( 2 weks ago, i'd just rushed outta house with my shirt half-tucked, pants half-zipped, shoes half-worn, hair half-done (hair doesnt matter since my usual style is already so messy), grab a cab by the street and reach office in less than 15mins. not anymore. no way im gonna grab a cab unnecessarily from now on, not because i have a thing against cabbies, but cos i can no longer afford such lavish rides to work :( ok, i suck. i hurried to the bus stop and was just in time to catch the bus. i need to transit to another one along the way, and the 2nd 1 came just in time too; what luck! :D it took only 30seconds after the bus took off then i realised that stroke of luck was to be short-lived; ANOTHER turtle driver from TIBS. the last time i took such a ride, i was 20mins behind my usual timing. TIBS drivers, either they were once relegated Ferrari F1 drivers, or they were once trishaw riders looking for a retirement pastime. thats why you can only love them to the max, or hate 'em to the root. lucky my team leader's on leave... with only the A.M. who never scolds around, my day's saved; 3 cheers! hiphiphip hurray! :D ok 'nuff' skiving for the morning.. ;) |
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