it's better in thailand than here


ok, x26. i have you in my bunk, in my cupboard. cute. ok, done with intro.

now this was what happened while i was on off. it was just the day after my touchdown. i finally was home and got to chillax. when suddenly my phone rang. and so i picked up and this was how it went down.

"hello?" dm
"hello? is this Adam?" random guy
"yeah why?" dm
"ya, i'm calling from Jurong MOS. this morning you booked in MID 2XXXX and there was no wheelchoke." random guy demanded
"i don't know, i just came back fro....." i got cut off, he interrupted me aggressively
"..and then MID 2XXXX and 2XXXX is not at XXXXX. we went around looking for it but couldnt find it" random guy said, full of gusto and morbid confidence
"look, lemme repeat what i just said, i just came back from Thailand, i'm not in camp. so i dont know" i retaliated
"oh erm so..." random guy tried to mumble when i interrupted
"you go look for my other in-charge XXXX XXXXXX, he booked in those vehicles" i retorted
"ok, so i look for XXXX XXXXX..." he mumbled

and i hanged up immediatedly and didnt catch what he was tryna say.
farque all these rude uneducated animals.

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