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    Famously known as "Singapore’s Only Male Bitch", Fauzi Rassull, is a popular blogger among the affluent city-state’s fashionable youngsters. Out of the many advantages of blogging, the best is that Fauzi is able to use it as a platform to voice his opinions to million of netizens out there. He feel that there is no freedom of speech at all in the world he is living in. He’s left with no other option but to use his blog so that his thoughts can and will be heard

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    Nope, I Ain't Your Slave

    Like what all teens said, "Working is a boring thing." Yeah, I absolutely agree. It's just the first day of work and I have tonnes to comment. First of all, I can't deny that I got to work with Marks and Spencer okay. I thought it was going to be an easy plus a non-tiring job. However, it was totally the opposite. I felt tired, sicked, pissed, my joints were cramped, I'm having a backache. Just say it, man. The list may continue...
    I reached home at close 11.30pm. This is like so surreal. I have to go back late knowing that I am one of those new-comer in the company. What is this, huh? A torture or just wanting to transform me into a slave? What the hell.. Maybe this feeling is only temporary. Hopefully, I don't think that way again in the days to come, yeah. God bless me!!!

    Yesterday, I have to serve a typical chinese couple who can be defined as Nonya and Apek. Look at them and you can guess that they came from those rich families. Basically, I am really pissed with the Nonya because she treated me like slave, indeed.

    "Excuse me ma'am, I am a sales associate here, okay. This pose is higher than a slave, mind you. So treat me well, alright."

    What she did was, she called me and asked me if the socks she were looking for is suitable for her husband. Then I said, how long is her husband feet. She replied, what size you wore?? I was like, what the hell with this old mother-hen. She came here to interogate with me? Oh, I just knew that I have committed a crime. Yeah. Roll-eyes*

    She wants a free-size sock and a packed of socks that contained a multi-color ones. Simple, she is Fussy. I am fine with that. Next thing, I was doing my work and this mother-hen kept calling me. This time, she called me to check how much do the casual shirt cost. Damn! This is my first day and I was treated like an idiot. She thought I know everything about Marks and Spencer. She thought that I am the one producing the shirt. Once again I repeat, this is my first day and I do not know what is the price of that shirt either. Okay, I went to the counter to find out myself. The shirt cost $99. I told her and hopefully the next time she zipped her farking mouth. She walked out, she didn't buy the shirt. Goddammit!! I took the trouble to find out the price, entertained her shit and that was what she gave me in return. She did not put back the shirt at the original place. What an inconsiderate and a self-centered mother-hen. I cursed her that she have a tragic death maybe tomorrow, next month or whatever. Anyway, her expired-face already showed that she going to die soon. No doubt that.

    p/s: Can't wait for the manager to fire me because of my attitude. Hahaha. Well, I can't wait too to say my critic to the people there if I am fired.

    BYE BITCH! =)

    Posted on 11/25/2006