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Thursday, October 13, 2005

And i was thrown into my new unit. It wasn't really an interesting and rewarding experience, pretty much anticipated what i would see but nonetheless, certain characters still...appalled me.

I'm glad to say that my storemen were exceptionally nice people, and they told me alot of things about the unit. Essentially the secrets of staying out of trouble. And also the people to avoid and if evasive tatics is not possible, how to get out fast.

There was 1 guy who seemed quite nice on first impressions but i had a nagging thought at the back of my mind that he's up to no good when i observed his actions. Coincindentally, he was one of the guys they warned about. You know, backstabbers.

There's quite a few of them actually.

Why can't the world be rid of such behaviour, like in schools? Granted these sort of stuff also happen in schools, but the severity and danger levels weren't as high as it is now, or in the working world. Its just sad.

Till the end of time

So it began
Wishing...; 10/13/2005 10:35:00 PM

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