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Friday, October 22, 2010
Rant On The New Transport Supervisor


My new transport supervisor is an anti-social moron. And in memory to his actions, I Anderson Neo Ming Yu, will rant on his antics this week.

In the beginning of the week, he had a medical appointment so he wasn't around. He was already hugely unpopular with the people in camp and my MTO(Motorised Transport Officer) decided to have a talk with us in that guy's absence to settle any grievances we have. Each person aired his grievances, such as the guy having medical appointments half the week and leaving us to do his work, saying irresponsible things, talking behind others' backs, alienating people who try to be nice to him and blaming us for not trying to understand him, etc.

The MTO revealed to us that the guy claims to be suffering from depression and has mental illnesses (people trying to get off easy usually resort to this, ie. guys trying to get out of NS or criminals or the like).
Most of us flat out rejected his claims, saying that if it were true, then he would have medical proof such as a doctor's letter, which he doesn't. MTO told us to calm down and asks us, "Would you take the chance that what he's saying isn't true?" And at that point I was -_-"

He took 'A' levels and went through BMT for crying out loud! The kind of stress we have here is nothing compared to that! Zzz... compared to army-side and other camps, life here is like heaven (comparatively).

But MTO told us to just give him a chance. And that, along with the sermon I heard on Saturday about forgiveness, made me resolved to seriously give him a chance.

When he came back, I was nice to him, talking to him about stuff I know he likes (such as Starcraft) and helped him to handle some of his duties. But he took it as if he deserves it. At that point I was still hopeful my efforts would pay off. But as I got to know him better, the less I liked him. He talks about people behind their backs, but when confronted he feigns ignorance(coward), counters every single thing other people say with the arrogance of a pampered cat.

There was once I was reading the newspaper when I flipped to an article on people complaining about scantily clad celebrities, he saw that and said with a smile on his face, "You like this kind of stuff right? You horny ba***rd." and repeated the last 3 words over and again. I got really pissed and replied, "So says the guy who reads articles on rape out loud."(which he did before he passed the paper to me.) He said that that doesn't make him horny and tried to bait me into challenging him to a debate on how horny each of us are.

To my credit I didn't take the bait. (Trust me, it was hard)

After lunch I spoke to him again to try giving his messed up reputation another chance. I told him I was gonna buy Starcraft 2 soon and asked him if he would be interested in playing it with me. He asked me why am I going to buy it so late. I said that it was due to me waiting for the price to drop and to wait for my brother's end-of-year exams to end so that he could now afford distractions. That guy replied with a smirk on his face, "Your brother so noob ah?"

God help me, I nearly slapped him then and there.

You guys know how much I love and treasure my brother. And no one, I mean NO ONE messes with him, including me. I stopped the conversation and went out for some air to cool myself down.

Later we had to do servicing (which coincidentally was a Transport Supervisor's job), I did it with another Transport Supervisor who was also a friend of mine and a few others. That guy never even showed up while we were working under the sun getting engine oil all over us and inhaling haze.

And now I'm home, phew.

Alright I feel much better :) Nights.
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Love is the ability and willingness to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themselves without any insistence that they satisfy you.

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