I AM A
Once again, here to channel out all negativity and cleanse my holy temple of all evil thoughts. I am a brick wall. I do not know of this purge my mind speaks of. Cool, calm, collected, BEER I NEED BEER. I'm so gay I'm on YouTube's anime playlist of "Most Wondrous Battle Music Ever". Don't judge, there are simultaneous wars going on in my heart and mind. In my defense, the music is fucking dope ass sickness. They're all without vocals so just electronic beats but wow the climbs and the drops really helping me alot. It's far from clubbing beats it's legit electronic melody omg the only time I will check YouTube's Autoplay box is when I'm listening to this genre. I was deciding between metal-rock or electro, obviously noisy genres because noisy is my rage anthem, but decided to go with this cause of the hassle it saves. Thank you my trusty secretary, Autoplay.
Actually at this point my anger probably already down to 20% but stopping here abit stupid right? Ok so anyways earlier tonight right, no need for anonymity for people who don't even deserve my respect, REECE PEH. Oops volume control God damn it Hayati tame the inner fire-breathing salamander from shouting! Reece Peh, girlfriend Yvonne and 2 other dickbags were at Baden drinking. It was a beautiful Friday night but little did they know, they would all come to remember this night as the night that they almost got caught by the popo.
4 person, each had 1 set of 1-for-1 promo beer, Weihenstephan, making it 8 pints on top of a basket of potato wedges, the bill totalling to a reasonable $66 though from their perspective might've been seen as whooping because would you believe it if I said that 4 people who drank regularly, only had 2 pints each, and all so coincidentally almost miraculously forgot to pay the bill? Somebody fix the flush for his mouth because all I smell is BULLFUCKINGSHIT.
So tasked to call Reece, I did. Two different emotions at play here. One, I was pissed as hell because he always drinks at Indochine but he knows that I used to work at Baden for a good 1 year. Henceforth, he should know better than to fuck around with Baden and just continue to sit his sorry ass at Indochine. Two, I was bloody embarrassed to say that I had his phone number because that would make us "friends" which I most definitely do not want to be, even more so after this fuckery.
Here goes the phonecall:
RP: Hello?
ME: You drink at Baden you don't know how to pay ah?
RP: Ha? Hello?
ME: 3 sets of Weihenstephan, potato wedges, total $66. You telling me 4 person cannot pay?
RP: Oh shit I really forgot we really forgot can we pay next time we go down?
ME: No.
RP: Really really next time we pay, we're on the way home already reaching soon. Can't we pay next time? Tell your boss we'll pay next time.
ME: No such thing. Then if everyone eat drink happy already all pay in instalments lah?
RP: Eh why you so angry don't rage —
GF: (Background barking) Who the fuck is that?! Who are you talking to?!
RP: Eh serious can't I pay next —
GF: Who is that?!
RP: Hayati! My friend who works at Baden!
GF: Who's Hayati?!
ME: Pass her the phone.
ME: Look, you guys ate and drink at my workplace and didn't pay. Yall can either come back down to pay, or I get shit from my boss and yall get shit from the police. What say you?
GF: What the fuck do you have to talk like this? I don't even know who the fuck are —
ME: Don't you think getting to know me should be the least of your concerns right now?
GF: What the fuck Reece who is this rude fuck look, can't we just transfer you the money? We already left the place what part of that do you not get?
ME: You drink at Baden you don't know how to pay ah?
RP: Ha? Hello?
ME: 3 sets of Weihenstephan, potato wedges, total $66. You telling me 4 person cannot pay?
RP: Oh shit I really forgot we really forgot can we pay next time we go down?
ME: No.
RP: Really really next time we pay, we're on the way home already reaching soon. Can't we pay next time? Tell your boss we'll pay next time.
ME: No such thing. Then if everyone eat drink happy already all pay in instalments lah?
RP: Eh why you so angry don't rage —
GF: (Background barking) Who the fuck is that?! Who are you talking to?!
RP: Eh serious can't I pay next —
GF: Who is that?!
RP: Hayati! My friend who works at Baden!
GF: Who's Hayati?!
ME: Pass her the phone.
ME: Look, you guys ate and drink at my workplace and didn't pay. Yall can either come back down to pay, or I get shit from my boss and yall get shit from the police. What say you?
GF: What the fuck do you have to talk like this? I don't even know who the fuck are —
ME: Don't you think getting to know me should be the least of your concerns right now?
GF: What the fuck Reece who is this rude fuck look, can't we just transfer you the money? We already left the place what part of that do you not get?
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Clearly lacking class and sense, I hung up and gave Jacob his number, which I would guess that Lovein spectacularly fucked them over because payment was settled by their friend who was just opposite, at Tango's drinking. In the first place if it wasn't intentional, you would have already mentioned your friend who's still in the area to try and push payment to him right? Fucking no class sia these people, supposedly ripe age of 22 years already and still failing to understand the operating mechanisms of the world. Has life failed you or is it you that fail in life? You have my condolences while you drown in your shower of shame.
