I was a mean child.

If  memory serves me right, i was the meanest during my primary school years.

I would give my classmates ” extra” homework and ask them to finish within a certain period of time.

I would draw on the blackboard unwilling to return to my seat until my teacher took a can and whacked me and I’ll throw a duster @ her.

I like to form a “gang” in my class, so that all the others will chicken out when see of my arriving.

People listen to me, not me listening to people.

I would make all the ghostly sound to scare my neighbor’s child, until their mum came after me, and I’ll just keep my mouth shut revealing the most innocent face.

Bullying my cousins is one of my favorite past time when young.

Go the extra miles to anger my tutors.

Back-stabbing my maid! Wohoo!

And the rest, i cannot remember.

Why was i such a mean child when young, but as i grow older, i tend to  “give way” and avoid things that would stir up any unnecessary dispute?

BUT i was glad the mean self in me haven’t all gone out the window when dealing with a ” FUCKTARD” early this morning. She’s one of my client, and it so happened that she’s the utmost rude client that I’ve met so far, so here’s how the conversation went…

Phone ring

Me picking up the phone;

Me : ” Hello”

FUCKTARD ( FT) : ” Hello? Ms Chloe? “

Me: ” Yes speaking”

FT: ” Hello? Hello?”

Me:” YES SPEAKING!”

FT: ” Chloe, can you speak louder? I cannot hear you, it’s so difficult to talk to you as i cannot hear you, i kept going Hello, Hello on the phone. “

So what? Fucktard?

Me: ” YES! CAN YOU HEAR MEEEEEEEEEE?” In my loudest tone of voice.

FT: ” It’s so difficult to talk to you if you don’t speak louder.”

WTF? Are you deaf?

Me: ” I’m speaking really loud right now, and if you still cannot hear me, there’s nothing else i can do.”

FT: ” Chloe, it’s so difficult to talk to you, you always talk back @ me.

WTF! If i don’t talk back to you, how am i suppose to answer your utmost stupidest question ?

Me: ” So how can i help you ? “

FT: ” I would like to know, on your drawing, what does the xxxxxxx say?

Me: “ As I don’t have the drawings with me now, i have to check, but i think it’s written on the drawings already right? ”

FT: ( sounding pissed) ” Can you read out to me? Because i cannot read the drawing”

There you go! You cannot read written English is that what you are saying?

Me: ” Can i call you back? cos i need to look for the drawings….”

FT : ” Make sure you call me back.”

Make sure? I ain’t making any SURE with you?!

And suddenly i saw the drawing is just right underneath some of my drawings that I’m working on, so i replied her saying;

Me: ” Oh, you mean that xxxx, it’s actually an optional thing, you can either have it or not.”

FT: ” But the drawing doesn’t say optional”

ARE YOU REALLY AN IDIOT?

Me: “ Okay, our mistakes. That is actually a loose item, it’s totally up to you what you want to get.”

Not satisfied with my answers…she went on….

FT: ” You know i was actually looking for your boss, it so happened that he is not around, that is why i have to look for you!

Looks like you really have no choice do you?

Me: ” If that’s the case why don’t you call later and TALK to my boss then?”

FUCKTARD

FT : ” ………………………………………………………..( Silent for 3 seconds) Ok, if that’s the case, can you pass the phone back to your secretary?”

Without saying anything, I transfered the line and threw down the phone.

WTF is wrong with this person ? Do you think you should have your hormone balance level check out ? It seems to me you cannot even understand PLAIN English. I really pity your husband and kids. Really, from the bottom of my heart.

And please, don’t call me again.

FUCKTARD

And after this incident, i knew exactly what would make the mean me awake again. HOHOHO, sounding like a movie? Anyway, pardon me for all the swearing, i was really fumingly angry after talking to that F******* lady. Do Pardon me, ladies and gentlemen & have a great day.