the inefficiency of British fuckheads
you know..
before coming here.. no thats not right.. coming here.. i was enthusiastic.. i was thrilled.. heck i was in admiration towards em british.. how their pound sterling was sooo fucking high in value.. how english football is sooo publicised even when they keep on fucking up in worldcups and such..
but hey.. brits are greeatt.
here i am.. taking a flight to UK! yep say it with mee.. yewwww kaaayyy..
see it even has a certain flare to it which makes people go
'wowww.. you;ve got money to be in the yewww kaayyyyy...'
*motherfucker must be rich..
then comes the thought of studying in the yewww kaayy..
'my oh my.. this chap must be brilliant.. he's gonna get a degree in engineering from the yewww kaayyy.. '
okay yea.. so i reach the yewwkayy.. everything fine and dandy. register for class yadayadayada..
then when lecture starts.. the lecturer goes on and on and onnn... spewing all kinds of 'information' which by the end of the lecture, he concludes the formula of finding impedance..
oh gawwwddd.
whilst i looked around in astonishment at howw interesting the conclusion might be for the rest of the students.. they all look like their either sleeping or drawing lil cute chipmunks on their paper..
he concluded a formula which i learned in like 5 minutes whilst getting my diploma..
and he bloody took an hour!
fucking hell!
kay. so scrap that.. brits are detailed fucks. Yippiee for them!
come today;
i opened my bank account last 2 weeks u see.. like IMMEDIATELY after i registered for my classes and stuff.. and according to them.. it'll take 3 days for the account to be open and another 4 days for the atm card to be out..
do be do be dooo.. i waited for the card to be out.. heck i even deposited money like TWICE into it..
then last week thursday i went to check if the cards out..
'sorry sir, your card's not out yet. it'll be out earliest either tomorrow .. but i'd reccomend u come and check again on say monday...'
alritey then. but i came and checked on friday anyways.. cus for those of u who've havent been in uk..
everything here is sooooo advanced.. that u NEED a bank account to live. cus they have a technology which soo supreme they call debitcards..
ooooooooooooOoOOOoooo.... such fancy gizmo they have!!
so yea, where was i.. yep friday..
'sorry sir, your card's not out yet.. it'll be out on monday or tuesday..'
ah rite.. sorry mate, i was just tingling with eagerness that i just haaad to check today.
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come monday..
'i'm terribly sorry sir, but i think the bank has got ur address wrong, cus ur card has been posted to u in malaysia.. would u mind filling up this change of address form? *smiles politely*'
*holds temper.. must maintain okay facee... rilekk chilll.. slumberr.. sabarr.. *
i was late for class anyways. so i couldnt exactly give him a piece of it .. lucky twat.
came back an hour later.. which by then.. the que was dreadfully long.. it took me 45 minutes just to get to the counter which was like i reckon 10 steps away..
yadayadaya...
'yes sir, according to our computer here.. ur card has been post to ur malaysian address.. would u have someone post it back to uu.. or do u want to make a new one..?'
bloody bastard even had the nerve to ask .. OBVIOUSLY i wanted em to make me a NEW one..
BODOHHHHHHHH!
so then, i gave em bits and cute lil pieces of my mind..
'sir your new card will be out by next friday ..'
why fuck you kindly for wasting my time.. cheers fuckhead.
another phase of waiting...
BODOH NYEEEE ORG PUTEHH NIIIIIII!!!! ARGHHHHHHHH



