Hazy rainy gangster day
In that order.
Imagine the haze. Add in the bus fumes that waft around the place I work. *coughcoughgaggag* By the way, here are some pics I took when we touched down in KL on Sunday evening…the haze is so bad it’s amazing they let us fly!
Then it rained in the afternoon. Just as we were going out for a meeting. Got my shoes all soggy and wet.
Then then then…we had a conference call with this bunch of…we ended up calling them gangsters. All they tried to do during the whole call was to push their agendas down our throat. It was so obvious. The four of us in the room just made faces at each other throughout the whole call. I ate chocolate and silently wished I was still in New Zealand (yes, I know I haven’t finished my posts on the trip). And we all counted our blessings that it rained and we couldn’t go to the other building to meet face to face else they’d probably wouldn’t let us go till we agree to their stupid idiotic demands. So getting my shoes soggy and wet was actually worth in on hindsight.
Am so glad I’m home. Had a good dinner (Mdm Kwan nasi lemak), and hubby is now waiting for me to shower so that we can watch Grey’s Anatomy.
Gotta go. My Dr. Shepherd awaits.