I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad for August sales. Ha-ha!!! Pray hard that in September, my sales won’t go dry. And yes, I over hit my target by extra 10K for August. Another 50 bucks to 37K. Si be tu lan ah!!! Now I am shifted to upstairs, it’s so damn boring. My kakis are missing me at 23rd floor and I missing them. It’s not that I am not sick and tired or what or what… It feels so weird to be upstairs.

The environment is so tense. I miss the girls downstairs. They are so fun and irritating. This particular group understand me the best. Now I am left all alone, no motivation to do sales, no naughty mood even to slack around. How to? So boring, how to even take a break or what or what!!! If I had to, I got to take the damn lift to the 23rd floor to make myself happy again. This is the Fucking 8th time I had changed desk and my extension number in 3 years plus. It’s so tiring but I swear I wouldn’t mind to shift again if I can go back downstairs. The shifting is stupid and a big hassle. Instead of being close to our team mates, we were separated at the end and all of us are scattered other departments. They should shift Team F to the place I am shifted to. Just nice for the 3 of them. Aarrrggghhh!!! Let’s not talk about work. I don’t think all of you will understand what I talking here. Bottom line my question is should I cry or laugh? Or should I scold vulgarities here to chase few kpos from that place who can’t resist my blog?