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This & That Including What Ails


Evil Lord grinned from ear to ear,

When I uttered the magical words he wanted to hear.

His abusive and caustic ways I no longer fear,

Nor will I need 8 hours of his scoldings to hear!

19th December when the clock strikes 1pm, off I will leap like a deer.

Onward ho to a new adventure, no need for hiking gear,

I just need to grab and munch a pear,

Leisurely walks, smelling the roses with some sizzling steaks to sear!

My heartfelt thoughts:

It is good to look ahead and know my days of verbal abuse is over. 

No more dinners after 10pm and missing lunch…all I wish is for Electrical Lord to reap what he sows. 

May he learn what it is to be kind and not abusive. 

May karma teach him some goodness in life.

May the hidden Gods peek out of their hiding places and grant me some help to find a new job 😉 – gimme a break and grant my wish….pretty please😣


More X’mas Cheer

Good reminder on how to gather the right part of the paper to wrap gifts😉

Modern twist to the nativity scene…


Great Way To Raise Funds!


Drunken Behavior


I Wonder Why….


Day Of Reckoning


Last night I received an epiphany of sorts when I sat through 8 hours of beration from Electrical Lord. From 2pm to 10 pm, 5 of us sat in his room as he scolded us till kingdom come, disrespectful of our dinner time.

Basically, I was punched left, right and center on things that were beyond my control and or things that go awry. I am his personal punching bag and to him, I delivered nothing, did nothing throughout my work tenure there in the last 1.5 years.

I wonder how did all the polices, processes, procedures, work reports etc etc and things got into place. Did I abracadabra all that to happen overnight?

Oh…he said that those do not count as I did not make a “profit” for the company. So, it seems that the immediate profit I would make for him is when he forces me to resign by making my work life a living hell there and immediately he will have saved payment of my wages! Brilliant!

EL is one paranoid little man who would admonish me for writing down notes of things to do as he berates me. To him, I am writing but unsure what I am writing on and possibly to publish his unreasonable behavior. Further, my cell phone with me (in his paranoid little mind) is to record things of what he says or condemn people. El Sicko!

I reflected on his management style – what I have learnt in this 1.5 years under his regime which is possibly an equivalent to despots, dictators and cruel people like Hannibal Lectern of Silence of the Lambs I think or any other evil character.

EL has often threatened to beat me up. Can you imagine having such an employer in our midst. I am a woman and he threatens to do so. Many have asked me to sue him. But whatever for as our local laws do not provide coverage for employees in management level.

Highly suspicious of anyone and everything, I would say that his lifestyle must be a sad one. He shared once that on reaching home, before he puts his wallet down, he must count his dollars to ensure that when he wakes up the next day, the same value tallies. Sad that one has to do this in their own home isn’t it? He does not even trust his own wife and family members!

How can anyone live in this sort of a mindset – it must be torturous having no trust, no love and selfishly doing things that labels “self” before others.

I learnt the following lessons from this evil little man:

Do not talk about charity when charity does not begin at home.

His minions are treated poorly and verbally abused most times. We are beasts in his eyes. Charity to him is donating to a cause that fuels his cause – kinda like a politician. The donation must generate mileage for him in terms of publicity and boosting his generous image. Yet in the office, anyone taking biscuits from the pantry is “theft” and we have to call the police.

Do not talk about work life balance. Though these words flow like a tap from his mouth, he does not believe it and insists we all should work 24/7 and have no rest days. Our annual earned vacation leave is best given back to him and we return like slaves to work for him.

Everyone is evil except him, purest devil on earth  – there is only ONE perfect man, a living God that walks on this earth in lil red dot and that man is EL. He is the purest of man and the kindest, most generous creep that exists – he is to me, the devil incarnate!

I have a better life. I need not have riches and I have pride.

Time for me to leave this hell hole and let the karmic forces face him and his deeds. I am not the demon slayer, neither am I a good person. I try my best to live a life not harming others, helping others to the best of my ability and I must never feel that the world has let me down.

I will be making a lot of lemony stuff in the days ahead. I am unsure where life will take me next but I sincerely hope that the heavens will be kinder and stop punishing me things I am unsure what I have done in past lives to warrant such a work life and all things bleak.

One month’s notice… will be good to be leaving this place and regain my self worth, sanity and compassion for others.

Sorry folks as I am feeling somewhat down…..working at EL’s has taken a toll on my mental and physical health ;-(



Where Karate Kids Start

No need for dojos or gyms….


Things People Do…

I really have alot to rebutt or swipe back at Electrical Lord for his every baseless accusations thrown my way.

But I have to STOP myself! 

If I say it and have a new job waiting it is fine but I have none. Plus saying it does not help as I did it before i.e stood my ground but his sweet revenge was 4 days of extra berations starting at going home time till 10pm so as to waste my time!

Plus culturally….I have learnt not to burn bridges.

My lil red dot is a small one and since I am a minion, there are bound to be mutual meetings of common acquaintances.

I can only hate EL silently till I exit the working arena totally and boy will I let lose on all his evil doings.

Meanwhile I will adopt Ernie’s advice

Plus I could give EL a grade D English standard for his store signs since he is a moron and shouts at us for wasting time dwelling on good English.

Happy Monday Folks….laugh!!

I am deeply sad as I have to resign from my work as this evening EL scolded me for no reason from 2pm to 10pm. It had accusations from his paranoia and it affects my self worth.

As Donna Summer the diva would sing…”enough is enough!”


Most Men Will Go Here…

Said the chap!!

Amazing how roads can be so named😂or or whoever posted it may have photo shopped it?


And So The Story Goes #45

Halfway into my Hallmark soapies on Christmas feel good movies, my cell phone rings on Sunday evening.


“I am going to be at your place in 3 minutes, let’s have a quick drink”


“You think I am Super Girl?! Instantly ready….dressed up and everyday waiting for your call?”


I pictured self with no time to beautify self and would appear looking like this below. Shockingly gooood?!😉


“Of course you take your time. I will wait for you downstairs. Just make sure you clean your backside”


I can hear his smugness in his tone of voice. Still, he is kind to squeeze in time to deliver me some laughs😃

His appearances are never planned. 

But I knew he was busy today as I saw an advertisement of him being a speaker in an international conference today.

He looked terrible. Tired and gaunt. His great looking Mercedes had a new gash along the passenger side.


“I sacked my driver. I got myself a new scrape on my car” he announced triumphantly. “My eyesight is really bad”


Only he would announce his new dents like new trophies received.He was in between meetings as usual.


“You should rest”


” I am like a hamster running on my wheel nonstop.”


He went on to share about how bad the economy was and that his business was affectd like everyone else.

He reminded me how “lucky” I was in that, I need not struggle like him in business.

“I am looking to re-sell one of my companies” – the business man in him spoke.


This is where he “perfumes the pigs” as one of his ex staff would quip.

He is an eloquent business man and I know he is well established. But I do worry for him as he is overworking.


“My doctor wants me to rest else they feel I can collapse from overwork. So, like me, you should rest and sleep to let your body heal”


“I have not been sleeping well. 3 hours and am up. Though once I did sleep 12 hours like a pig!”


Business is always about money to him. But what do I know?!

I bemoaned my retirement plans as I was no where near it.

I asked him about me investing by buying a shoebox apartment and live in it.


“You can never live in those units. You literally walk into your bedroom, hall, kitchen and store room on entry. 

300 to 400 sq ft how can you live in it? 

But hmm….easier for me to clear up after you are dead. 

And oh please make sure you die during my business off peak times. Hmm….you could die around last week December or 1st week January!

Ha ha! Boy this conversation is getting weird and if anyone hears us, they will think we are weird.”

I laughed. He laughed.

He actually thought of me dying and dealing with my death after. This is hilarious.


“You kept your promise to me aah?!😉

Don’t forget you promised to wheel me in my wheelchair when I am old”


“You probably have to wheel me first.”


“Noooo…you promised to wheel me so ensure you do your job!”

We laughed.

It was time for MR EX to get back to meetings.

And so the story goes….