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The Chronicles Of Mummy Liew
. . . . .When silliness overthrows routine. . . . .


Thursday, March 29, 2007

My boss (the one which i did not pass my resignation to) suddenly asked me why i wanted to leave while we were having discussion on replenishment of stock.

''Why leh? What happen? Where you wanna go?'' Jokingly.

Stunned. Stammered, ''No lar, wanted to try something new, that side offered me a different prospect...''

''We also can work out prospects for you mah!!!''

''Ya, i know...but..''

''It's been so long... we are like family...'' Sadness.

''Yes, indeed... but no worries we will meet again!! I will invite you guys to Lincoln's B day party in June!'' Trying to sound cheerful.

''Ya..of cos.. we will go... but... ok lor... since you decided..." Sianz...

When i came out from her room, I felt so bad, even guilty. This company has been so kind to me. L is a good boss, she does not have the temperamental hoo haas usually associated with female bosses, always joking and taliking to you in a very rational manner... always kept her cool and is very confident.

I almost wanted to stay.. really.

Gosh.. leaving here is harder than i thought.

Brain freezed @
5:20 PM