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Wednesday, August 23, 2006

How Some Men Never Grow Up!


This is really something I can never understand. I guess whoever came up with the word 'immature' was probably inspired by a man's behaviour!


I went for my last Adobe Basic Photo Shop course tis evening. And I was really so inspired by this goondoo in the class that I told Cassandra, I have to write about him.


The class was over 3 sessions and each session lasted for 3 hours.


And I am so proud to say 'I survived 9 hours of pure agony!'


The first wave of agony came the moment I stepped into class. Not that I am a linguist of any sorts but I do have an issue with people who have a problem with their diction. I remember ditching a whole semester of econs lectures in uni for a module after attending the 1st class where the China lecturer went on and on for 3 hours. I couldn't understand a word of the english he spoke. Not sure how i pazed that module but well...guz reading the super thick textbks did payoff.


Anyway, the wonderful trainer was a Hong Konger with a super duper accent. Words like 'text' coming out of his mouth sounded like 'test'!


But that was still bearable, he was a nice guy. The icing on the cake was tis old bloke-Mr Ang. I am never good with ages but he must have been say 60. And he seemed to be Chinese Ed from all the chinese language computer programmes he had in his laptop.


I am quite sure he was his teacher's worst nitemare when he was in school. And somehow Mr Ang made it his personal goal, to try and relive his childhood days, which I guess must have been damn deprived, during the course.


The course was studded with outburst like "Wah... you ask him how he is you never asked me" - tis cozed me to roll my eyeballs so hard they almost fell out of their sockets! and "Today you so fast, stupid student like me cannot catch up!" -i nodded my head so hard in agreement to the fact that he was stupid that i ran the risk of a loose screw in my neck!


Besides the fact that he complained about everything and I think he scared away the lady sitting next to him, she never showed up after the 1st lesson, he had no sense of his surroundings or at least he tot he was the surrounding! He laughed loudly to himself, made weird noises, which i finally realised was his way of humming and even threw a whole fit in class today, just because his mouse wasn't working well!


The last straw was when he claimed he couldn't find the shift button on the keyboard! After almost 9 hours and the fact that you at least need some brains to use a computer, he said that!I so felt like taking his head and bashing it against the wall or clawing him to death but well... I din want to make tomorrow's headlines.


Well, there is an intermediate course for Adobe Photoshop and it's really tempting to join but...if..and only..if The Infamous Mr Ang is not signing up for it!

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Restrooms, Men N Life!


*Restrooms*


You know I never can understand why restrooms are the constant grounds for some people to express their creativity!

I mean I have nothing against creativity, I even like to think that creativity is a god-given gift only the elite few are blessed with, the rest have just some illusion of what it means.
But what's more interesting is the fact that some people get inspired when they see the toilet bowl!!


Sometimes I wonder if the lady before me has been living in a jungle all these years that she can't decently leave the cubicle in a condition that at least the next human wanting to use it wouldn't rather let her bladder bloat like a balloon and wait for the next decent cubicle!

I mean it's understood if you're using a unisex toilet. Apparently, guys are like dogs, they pee everywhere except the toilet bowl.;>. It's something abt having their aiming all wrong?

Well, I used to think that the Toilet Campaign was so overrated but now looking back at it,I would like to express my sincere thanx to the 'toilet campaigners' for at least trying!Now maybe someone should really look into the 3C campaign- Control Creative Crapping!


*Men*


Ahh...the creatures that think they own the world with everything else lies under their feet.
And most have this weird fantasy that women should respond at a snap of their fingers.
Deny it as much as they would, men do expect to take the lead in everything. Even dumbness.And I gladly let them take the lead in that field, no need to argue about women's rights for that!


You know it is really impressive how men have the ability to be dumb at all times. Some are really so full of themselves.


They think that they are coming up with this grand scheme of things that will create a whole new evolution to some mundane work process or something that doesn't even require an idiot to figure out and then they claim all the glory for it.


Trust me when I say "Boy, have I seen that happen more often then not!"
Then there are those that simply refuse to admit defeat. They know they are so wrong but they'll come up with the most interesting and at times amusing reasons for their 'wrong perception' of the situation.


And more often then not they will make it sound that you were the root of all the misconceptions and not their dumbnez! And when they are at their wits end, they will claim they dont remember, to which I will also attribute it to their age and memory lost...or premature amnesia...poor things..


If there was one thing GOD did not forget to give all men - 'It's the super full bag of excuses'. They have excuses for eveything including their dumbnez!...
But oh..well, I have grown to accept that all men are made the same...or at least they seem to have a certain microchip in them with the same programme!

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