Reminisce? Complain??

These pictures were taken in May.
It took almost two months for me to have them all le, poor me!
It was a yamcha session with them before I started to work.









Few things to say.
Firstly, to my dear valued Securities.
You were all born to be a Security, and I mean it.
If you had a better skill, you wouldn't end up being a Security.

So, to You, I considered you're lucky because I want you to be on my blog, and let everyone knows about you.
*like I care who really knows you*

How many days I have been working in OU2? How many times I have been out/ in from the main entrance?

Oh, FYI, there are some rules that need to be followed for all the Padinians in Concept Store. Every staff who walks out from the entrance, it is a Must for those beloved securities to so called 'check' bag. I knew it, and I did that whenever I finish work and walk out from that place.
Except for the time I out for Lunch.
I ONLY bring my phone and wallet out.
Since the very First Day I was there, I just walked out like there's no Security on Earth, and there's nothing happen at all.

Somehow, Special things happened today.
* I thought I could answer call in the store when the Off Duty tag is on my neck. I made a call when I was on my way to leave that place. However, when Alice came out, she told me that Operation Team (OT) said I can't answer call in that place because I was wearing the freaking god-damn uniform. Ok, this was fine. I understand.
* When I was back from lunch, went in office to punch my card, this Mister Assistant Manager said this to me "nextime when you...." Straight away I told him "oh, I knew already".
Actually he was trying to tell me other thing, instead of the Phone Story!
So when I went out from the office, my colleague asked me whether I brought my bag out for lunch, if yes, I had to let our Dearie Security Check first.
So I told her then, I didn't bring my bag out to lunch since the very First Day.
Then she said "oh, even you didn't bring your bag out still you need to let the security to check your pocket (like the store is selling some kind of tiny little silky velvet panty that's easy to be hidden), because just now OT said you didn't let them check, and Mister Assistant Manager was looking for you.
So I said to her, Oh, just now when I went in to punch card he said already.

Then only I knew Mister Assistant Manager was actually wanted to tell me bout this Bag Story.

So I asked my colleague, why didn't the Dearie Security call me on spot when he saw I walk out from the store? I did and do like this everytime when I go out for lunch.

Light Bulb appeared on my colleague's mind then. So she went to tell another OT bout the whole story.

Ok, I don't freaking care what they will do to this Security or just Say they Would!
Just to let you know, you were born to be a Security, and you'll still be a Security who stands at the entrance for the rest of your life. Just date with the shutter then!

I Assumed that I'm Deaf, I Assumed that you called my name loudly and I Pretended like I heard nothing, and I Assumed that you've already tried your best to Open up your Farking mouth and SAY I MUST LET YOU CHECK MY POCKET!

F A R K E R !

You are a F A R K E R !

and

YOU ARE A GODDAMN FREAKING BRAINLESS MOUTHLESS STUPID FARKER!

Secondly,...
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I have forgotten what I wanted to complain.


Just wanted to see when Hyprocrites are going to Hell.