(Mis)Adventures No.1

In my last post I wrote about how I was involved in a verbal combat with a fellow and how the very next day I am going for the semi-finals.

More like a second round of verbally lashing at people.

That nutcase who promised to have another round of casting lots for the semi finals seemed to suffer from amnesia (more likely a premature 'nyanyuk' case) and neglected to inform his committee that there is to be another casting of lots.

The same nutcase that was loitering and enjoying his mighty breakfast at the canteen, while we, waited in the quarantine room for his say in the matter.

Enter an extremely irritating nutcase no.2 who somehow possessed the ability to sound insulting even when he's complimenting others. Enter sidekick no.2, a disillusioned wannabe minahsalleh with extreme stuck up-piness that it radiates from her pores.

These two managed to hear and experienced the best of me.

How dare you insult my kids who worked so hard by insisting that they are scared of going against you?

How bloody dare you?!

Meh sini aku nak cili-cili kan mulut cabul kau tu!

Padan muka. Kan dah dua2 tercedera kena laser aku...

In the end, my persistence and fighting spirit paid off and we had another casting of lots. Lain kali, jangan ingat aku ni org baru korang ingat senang2 nak pijak aku... Jangan nak gali lubang kubur sendiri la...

My kids were brilliant and we went into the finals. Although I was not there for the finals** , the girls made me really proud as they were confident and not even an ounce of fear shows when they fought against Ms.StuckUp's kids. We lost, but as I said to them, we'll see them again next year. Until then, let's sharpen our claws some more...

**(had to attend a meeting and horror of all mothers-of-horrors, Ms.StuckUp is there too. Total unprofessional behavior of hers, showing her sour face so sour that I could pickle fruits with it. Haha. Rupa-rupanya Mr.Nutcase is her husband. Patut lah sensitif gile, dah la my colleague commented that we were adamant to argue because we hate dishonesty. Terasa ye Kak? Hahahah... Kesian, perangai macam budak kecik)