Here There or Where...

I was very alright for the most part of the day. Till around the late afternoon. Mummy called to say that I get my own dinner. I had planned to head over to Raffles City to take a walk and smell the flowers - since there won't be anyone at home till after dinner hours.

My Glendan had to meet up with a supplier together with her aunt for dinner. Mummy's at Lucky Plaza with the women on the 4th floor, chatting and laughing. Probably her boyfriend would be there later too - hence no dinner.

I then decided that it would be a good time for me to have some quiet hours to myself, but, to my dismay, I was asked by my boss to stay back. No, it's not for offical purposes. It's for one of his many recent investment meetings - signing of a Deed. 1 Deed. 2 signing parties.

I had to make some minor amendments to the Deed prepared by his wife, which was fine by me. And I also had to wait a little for one of the parties (a lady) to arrive.

I played tea / coffee lady, making a cuppa coffee (and then having to hear a low IQ compliment of, "This is the best coffee that I've ever tasted in a law firm..") I was like, Gosh!! Does Jordan have to say this? It's ridiculous and it's utterly tastless. It sounds sooo insulting. It's so fake. Yet.... Yet.... Yet I cannot complain.

Just done another set of amendments.

All these, I reckon, are fine by me on other normal days. Why on This chosen day? This day, Today, The day whereby I would like to have some quiet hours to myself. It's infuriating.

And I won't be able to claim for any Overtime Claim for this as this is his personal matter. So I'm doing him a favour.

I'm hungry, I'm frustrated, I'm irritated....

What else??!!??