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I can’t believe that I’m saying this, but… I’m starting to think that losing my job was the best thing that happened to me in a long time, besides Leng, of course.
Everything is so much simpler and clearer now. I don’t have to worry and be stressed about my clients or my performance at work. No more looking over my shoulder to see if the new guy at work is going to outdo my weekly quota or not. No more brown-nosing like a dog to a boss who works a fraction of the hours I do and earns five times as much.
Now that I’m not constantly preoccupied and stressed by work, I’m happy – I feel like myself again. I actually have time to think about Leng and how much she means to me, and what I really want to do with my life.
Steady ah bro! I told you it would be ok, right? Eh, you need a job or not?
What kind of job?
My cousin has a durian stall in Geylang. Only it’s a bit near to the karaoke pubs, and sometimes got fights. But you can eat durian at work every day!
Er, no thanks, Boon. I’d rather not be attacked by angry, drunk gangsters at work if I can help it. :p
Yah, quite true. I know! You can work as a dog washer! My another cousin works at an ‘animal hotel.’
A dog washer? Boon, are you feeling ok?
Eh, it’s quite fun! Every day you can talk to the dogs, play with the dogs, wash their hair, cut their toenails… you don’t like dogs?
I like them, but not enough to cut their toenails every day, Boon.
You are quite a tough peanut, bro.
Huh?
Yah, tough peanut. You know, like the client that’s very fussy, always never happy. Tough peanut.
I see. Er, don’t worry about my job situation, Boon. I’m enjoying my time off, remember?
Oh yah. Ok, peanut! I must go read my library book now.