Friday, July 16, 2010

Dear both,
Today this participant call back TP, said she received one confirmation letter for BICT class, but she has called center to cancel her class two weeks ago. I called back and asked her which number and who did she talked, she told me she called:”63326242”, and one man answered her and told her will record down her request. However, this man didn’t do anything. If this man can update system on time, we will not waste one ICT slot, will not made participant felt our company very bad in communication.
I hope after this man leave, there will be no such case happened.

FUCKING CUNT. IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY TELL IT TO MY FACE. DON'T HIDE BEHIND EMAILS AND SHOOT BEHIND OTHER PEOPLES BACK. I MAY SOUND HYPOCRITICAL DOING THIS ON MY BLOG BUT NOTE THAT I CAN EASILY FIRE ONE PARTING SHOT ANY TIME I WANT TO MYSELF AND THE ONLY REASON I DO NOT IS BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO CAUSE TROUBLE FOR THE REST OF MY COLLEAGUES WORKING HERE.

BASED ON THE TESTIMONY OF ONE PARTICIPANT YOU DECIDE EVERYTHING SHE SAYS IS THE TRUTH. JUST BECAUSE I AM THE ONLY GUY WORKING IN CALL CENTER MEANS ITS ME. THIS IS FUCKING CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE. DON'T FORGET THERE'S ANOTHER GUY OUTSIDE. SNEAKY CUNT-BITCH. SIMPLY BECAUSE THE PARTICIPANT IS SOME UPTIGHT PRISSY BITCH THAT TAKES OFFENCE AT THE SMALLEST OF THINGS PROBABLY BECAUSE HER PUSSY IS DRY AS THE MOJAVE DESERT AND SHE HASN'T BEEN LAID IN DECADES AND SHE TAKES IT OUT ON YOU GUYS DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO DO IT TO US TOO. TAKE IT LIKE THE BITCH THAT YOU ARE HAH.

SO BITCHY. Well I'm glad I'm leaving too. You think you know what its like to be swamped with a shitpile of work with ends trailing everywhere and you have to keep track of several threads at once? Sometimes everything is just non stop. I'd glad I'm leaving this shit and good riddance to you motherfucking bitch. I hope you get some fucking cancer and die slow. Always so bitchy. I don't know how people live with you. Maybe YOU haven't been laid in a while too, cunt.

Well, good bye and good riddance. I'm off to embark on the next stage of my life, I'm young, I have a bright future, many things and lots of fun ahead of me. You, you're old, over the hill, and stuck in some shitty dead end full-time job pushing paper with nowhere to go. Not even up. C'mon. How big do you think this company is? What are your chances of moving? Shit-ass ZERO. Wait a few years. When the govt. cuts spending on training and the money dries up. How long can they last without subsidies? You'll be up shit creek without a paddle then. And older. Then you will fucking burn for your attitude. Maybe if I'm feeling compassionate I'll let you...nah. You don't even deserve to sweep the leaves off the front of my driveway.

See ya, muthafuckaz!

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